Lysander smirked, "Well, you should have told me and I would have called for something else. Speak up, please, next time," putting one sugar in her tea and carefully passing it to her, he offered her some of the snacks that was on the tray and pursed his lips. "Well, I've never been that competitive. I guess I'm just a special sort of man. And my pride is really strong. It takes a lot to dent it even the least bit."