Since the onset of her condition, Tess had been... well, not exactly shier, but certainly more cautious. She'd learned to flirt through sales, not through genuine social contact, so there was a prickle of thrill that ran through her when Simon picked up what she had laid down.
"I knew you had the hots for Bree," Tess teased, equally sly. "But I reckon she's workin' at Ceddon's tonight. I think you got stood up, friend. Sad for you." She gave an exaggerated frown, and batted her eyes.