She'd heard of that? Or maybe she was there? Simon flushed, but not from shame - there was a bit of pride in remembering how he'd sent Antoine sprawling.
"Yeah, well," he said with a grin and no small amount of confidence, "he had it coming. I, on the other hand, am perfectly innocent."
He pitched forward and waggled his spoon at her, giving Tess the quick sort of once over that communicates anything other than purity.