"Hmm, that's close, but not quite," Brigid smiled with a cheeky little twinkle in her eye, "but I do have a care about keepin m'teeth in m'head and not yanked out by a dentist. On that note yer spot on."

She called in a breeze off the water to soothe skin still heated after his demonstration, then laughed at the idea. "I was about t'say ye'd never do that to a dinner companion, but somethin about th'glint in yer eyes tells me ye have, and will again. Dunno whether t'envy or pity yer dinner mates."