James was, to put it frank, surprised that she didn't take that opportunity, from what he had gathered from the few weeks of knowing the shorter blond, she could very easily tear anyone a new one. It wasn't as if she restrained herself with anything she had to say, so why wasn't she yelling? Why wasn't she treating him like the dirt beneath her shoes? it wasn't as if she didn't have the right.

Deciding not to question it, he shook his head to her question.

"I didn't mention anything about you except that you were a frie--someone I knew."