Well. If she had to choose between the two options... Ian didn't do yoga. "Does the moron own a bar?" This was one of those strange situations where she probably knew more about him than he did about her. And even she knew very little. Ian seemed to like to keep his younger siblings out of his conversations, and she was sort of starting to see why that might be. Frankly, if he wasn't so attractive, she would have headed back to the office a while ago. Sometime around the point where he'd called Lancelot a hermit, mostly because he'd disagreed with her. And she was still in a mood.