"Oh so you think I'm that type of bird that would forget her name, yeah?" Minerva teased, settling back down against Atlas and the necklace rested perfectly into her cleavage.
"If I had known that, I wouldn't have accepted the gift." She sniffed as if insulted, but really she wasn't.
She grinned. "In that case, I'll have to arrange for you to get a big letter 'A' tattooed on your arm or something. You know, just in case you forget your name."