"Oh can we?" Ann chided him, her frown intensifying but she ended up obliging and walking into the back of the bar, arms still held infront of her in a defensive pose. She was not going to let him get to her. She was not going to allow him to charm his way into her head, as his father so wonderfully liked to do. When they were secluded and in the quietness of the pub she sniffed. "So?"