Thomas looked down at her, and slowly a smile started tugging at his lips. It showed more in his blue eyes, though, when he spoke. "Fun? You think me getting mad is fun? Hmpf," he snorted but the smile was getting easier to spot now. He cleared his throat and tried to fade the smirk from his face.
"The cellphone is in this pocket. Am I allowed to make a scene here when you run away?" he asked, lifting an eyebrow.