Terence & Silviya & Marcus (eventually!) Merlin. This woman was going to be the death of him. "Miss Capper, if I didn't know better, I'd think you were flirting with me." Throwing her a cheeky smirk, he chuckled, slowly nodding. "Though... I do know what you mean. I think it might actually be the mistletoe talking."
Now that he would not be at all against. Hell, he wouldn't be against any of it. If it were up to him, he'd hand in his donations, toss her over his shoulder, and head straight for his flat. But... they were trying to be realistic about this, right?