Grace laughs, shaking her head at him. "Well, when you were so charming," she teases, "how could I resist?" It was his attitude more than anything he said that got to her, the audacity of his approaching her at all, the sort of presumptuousness with which he carried himself. He must have known there was every chance in the world she'd turn him down, but he still came over like it was no big deal. It would have been hard not to get swept away by that, especially when she'd been treated with so little kindness of late. It's the last thing she wants to talk to him about, though, those days before she knew him. They're over now, and she's done with it.