Angie almost dropped her broom. That was not at all what she was expecting. Did he really just...? "I'm not sure I heard that correctly, Warrington. Did you just ask me to dinner? Because you think you can handle me?" She knew what he was doing. He was goading her, challenging her. Her pride made it impossible to back down, but at the same time that was giving in to what he wanted.
It was an incredibly frustrating situation to be in, and she swore he was well aware of that fact. "Is that how you normally ask a girl out on a date then?" She hadn't answered his question yet, mainly because she hadn't thought through an answer yet. "Why should I agree?"