"Oh, you think I'm pretty?" Verity called back across the store, making her way to the door. She paused, making a show of realising the second word he'd said. "Oi! I'm not easy!" She stuck her tongue out at him in an effort to not inform him that she actually was pretty easy, especially where he was concerned.
Unlocking the door, Verity pushed outside and held it open for Fred. "And you'll promptly quit that teasing when I fry you up some eggs." She paused again, then shook her head. "What am I saying, I'm never going to cook you breakfast."