Could she keep a secret? From who? And why was dating someone a secret? Lisa's smile tipped more in one direction, and she snickered a little when she answered, but sure- what the hey.
"Sweet is good," she agreed with a nod and a rolled-lip smile. "Sweet is...rare." At least 'genuinely' sweet. "Funny how it takes us a good decade of playing the field to realize that, right? I still remember my bad-biker phase. Think I had a hockey-player phase, too." She laughed. "Nowadays, you can guess the general type that I get from running a yoga and pilates studio. I got used to the looks of horror if I ever mentioned getting a burger."