*isn't offended, of course, and can't even say she particularly expected you to agree (teenaged boys never want to look their gammas in the eye when they're in trouble, bless)*
*laughs aloud and flicks a strand of hair back over her shoulder* Oh, Mír, honestly. Bingo? *reasonably enough, her smile twinkling into her voice* It wouldn't be fair to the other grandmas. I would always know exactly which cards to play.