She winks freely at Ellen. "You'd have to ask prettier than that, dear. As for the whiskey? I can't say I'm shocked. Set him at anything but the fight, and he's more than half distracted."

M- is calm as she sips and watches Blade process the new information. Not exactly a dull boy, but definitely one who'd been all work for too long. There was clearly some kind of fight or something going on behind the glasses, and she really couldn't wait to see what it was.

"Consider this part of the hunt, then." Her tone is as soft and amused as she is. Poor man has probably never been on a reasonable date in his life, yet here he is.