[Her brows arch at that, and then she smiles. It's pretty, but there's an edge to it that normally isn't there.]

Or maybe I'll just leave us both stuck in here for hours, out of spite. Ever consider that? It's not like I have anywhere better to be, so why would I want to flirt with you? It's not like I haven't made it a living, escaping Turks, after all.

[She huffs a laugh, only for her nose to scrunch when she realizes she's polished off her latte. So much for having something to ignore him for. Still, her mouth twists, and she glares up at him.]

So no, maybe I don't feel like it. It's not like you've ever done anything that would make me want to flatter you. You'll have to try harder, Rufus, this place is already a prison I've been stuck in for—

[She pauses, thinking it over.]

Actually, I don't know how long I've been stuck here.