Katie nodded, "That might be best. As warm as it is in here, I'm freezing," she said, dropping the rag onto the table. She had never been more thankful for having her hair put up. The thought of having the smell of beer in her hair was nauseating.
"I deserve a penalty shot," Katie said, teasing her. She wasn't sure if she was embarrassed from her earlier comment or standing there covered in beer in front of Oliver, even if he did it.