"It's my charm, isn't it? I've heard it's hard to resist," she smirked, teasingly. She didn't want the discussion to turn serious, after all, nor to have him question what she thought of his actions or why she didn't pull away sooner. No, those were issues she couldn't deal with, and most certainly not in front of a crowd.
Angelina was in a mood to celebrate, flying high off the victory of the game. She was, however, equally in the mood for going home and taking a nice, long, hot bath, letting her muscles soak after the strenuous seven hour game. She couldn't decide which one sounded better. "And what, exactly, would you suggest as proper means of celebrating?" Angelina asked raising an eyebrow slightly, genuinely curious as to what he was planning.