"I'm not a blackmailing sort. If I'm mad at someone, I just tend to tell them." She was pretty good at scolding people. Once the bill was paid, Mary stood up and stretched, contented. She reclaimed Sam's hand as they walked to the Louvre.
And they continued that way through the entire museum, laughing and looking at the same paintings, finding that their taste in art was similar. She also liked that the conversation between them flowed easily and freely.