The question made him pause, temporarily stopping dead in his tracks. What was a lass? The question actually made his head hurt, and he cupped the side of his skull with a palm as he lead her into the living room. "Lasses 'r lasses," he finally said with a laugh, collapsing into his favorite chair and gesturing carelessly towards her. "Opposite o' lads," he said as he rested a hand on his chest, a cryptic smile curling the corners of his mouth.
"Siddown," he finally said, stretching a foot towards the nearby couch. "Less try one 'uh these, then."