And she hoped he could hear the snort which greeted his little riposte. "Indeed, but I think packets of Twiglets and prawn cocktail-flavoured crisps would be a bit too 'rough' for this clientele," she cracked.

Taking a breath, the redhead casually turned her head to nab a bit of carrot and houmous, giving the woman in question a polite smile before turning and sauntering away. "Right. You do...well, whatever it is you DO when you flirt; get her on your side. But not too much on your side, I trust," she added in a breezily haughty fashion, reminding him exactly whom he was going home with. "...and I'll work on Woolford."