"It might've been ages since I've played but I used to be so good that I would've beaten Nina easily." He shot back, lying of course. he had no idea how good Demelza's mother was at Scrabble, nor did he know how good or bad he was but he was willing to find out.
"I don't sit on you do I?" he replied, laughing. "I can control my urges to sit on pretty things sometimes."
He shook his head at the offer of a drink. "If it's not alcoholic Scrabble then I'm not drinking." he teased. "If I get thirsty I know where the kitchen is anyway." he added.
He could easliy lie and say of course he had a prize but if she won that would be hard to explain. "I'll get you something if you win." he said with a shrug. "Now come join me on the pretty cushions."