Bela snorted. "I was testing you, but I guess you passed." There was a small smile playing on her lips as he imitated her, then she straightened up. "If you're avoiding me, then there's probably a reason why. I can't possibly think of anything." She took a drink of her lemonade, raising a brow. "Doesn't sound fine to me, though. For someone who's meant to be good at lying, you're a shit liar." Bela smiled a little, shaking her head. "What does just fine constitute?"