Sally smirked at Harold's face. She was paying close attention to him, and that was being rewarded handsomely. She took off his hat gently and put it back on his head, patting him gently. "Well, thank you. I like fedora's better though, they make me feel like some sort of mobster," She said, taking her hat and twirling in her hands before putting it back on.
Sally made a huffing sound, and watched Harold closely. "So, what now?"