"I don't know, is it working so far?" She chuckled at him. "And you know you're good looking." And he was. Trouble never minded the view when he came around. "So once again I'm in the wrong. But really I don't think one bag is gonna kill them or the money they make. But let's just agree to disagrew at this point."
Trouble rolled her eyes and took a sip of her drink. "I have medical issues that take up a lot of time." A furry problem that just wouldn't go away.
She smirked at his question and leaned towards him playfully. "Well that's really up to you isn't it?"