"Well, I never would have expected you to remember, but I'm flattered," Devlin answered, resisting rolling his eyes as well as sending a kick towards the mongrel growling at him. He was inwardly relieved as she called him off, but he didn't want to let her see. He did have his pride. He gave her a slight nod of his head as thanks, instead. "Well then, Katie, allow me to apologize for letting your name slip my mind,"
He really did not want to do this. But it was only courteous, and was the diplomatic thing do to. Demelza would like it if he and one of her friends weren't fighting, anyways. "Let me buy you a drink?" He offered, putting on his almost-perfected politician smile. The kind that outwardly said 'let's get along for the sake of politics,' but inwardly screamed 'I really dislike you.'