"That's terrible Mish. At least I know what to get you for Christmas now." he smirked and took a slow slip of the fire whiskey, ignoring the burn this time and proud of himself for it. "How is teaching going by the way? Finding it hard not to leer?"
Of course, then he asked about Brin and he began to blush once more and look down in his cup. "Yeah, I thought I told you it was her. And it went alright."