I bet that's not all you're for Minerva thought to herself as she met Atlas' eyes with confidence.
Licking her lips, she did a little cocking of her head and nodded. "You'd better be. I don't like it when men waste my evenings," she told him, then headed towards the Leaky.
Minerva looked over her shoulder as Atlas walked away down the Alley and she chuckled to herself. Gods, Jamie would kill himself laughing at this bloke.
Twenty minutes later she was sitting at the bar with a vodka and rocks, toying with the straw in her drink.