"Yew do? Ah never notice it." He rolled his eyes at the mention of her grandmother again. He was getting pretty sick of her and he never met the woman. Looking at her again, he gave her a nod. "Ah do. Yew do look cute, lass, but yew should dress fer yerself. Not fer yer grandmother and not fer a lad. Ah mean, wit' tha way yer grandmother goes on about this vampire, kinda, it's like she knew him and wanted him, but can't have him so she throws ya to him."