Brighid considered this as she silently chewed more of her cupcake. After a few moments, she nodded slowly. "So you do like her. And almost coming to blows with her in the lift is something like pulling her pigtails in the schoolyard and running away, then? Sure you men are a crazy lot, d'ya' know that, Samuel?" Her head now wagged in the negative. "Bloody starkers." Guessing he might object, she plowed ahead.
"You should take her a cupcake, then. A peace offering. And it won't cost you anything but a few seconds on the stairs. Unless you get stuck in that crazy lift. It must be male, too."