[ it might be at her expense, but she can't help the laugh that bubbles up in pleasant surprise at his cheek. he's called it, of course, and she probably deserved that, too. ]

Why, I don't know what you mean, [ she says, innocently, blinking her big blue eyes at him. she knows exactly what he means. ] You wouldn't happen to know someone like that, would you?

[ well, he probably does. that's why he's read her to rights so easily, isn't it? or it could just be that she's simply very obvious. what's less obvious is his avoidant gaze, easier to go unnoticed earlier when he was on the cusp of going back to sleep, but now it almost makes him seem... shy, perhaps? she won't push it, but she does scoot over to sit next to him at the headboard, shoulder to shoulder. ]

Even if you did, that's all right. But I do hope the next time I see you, it'll be because you'd like my company.