There's a wicked smile. That's the kind of thing Ben likes to hear, and he quickly nods. He may be trying to goad her into giving him a better fight, though he won't admit that. "If you win, let's sweeten the bargain. I'll start going to his place on a full stomach, or at least food to offer in trade." Fuller, at least. He chuckles a little, but the look in his eyes is fierce. "I'm taken, so don't get me wrong, but I like the way you talk."