She smiles, with a bow of the head in a silent thank you for propping up her slightly fragile ego a little longer. “I don’t see why he wouldn’t. He was enjoying it!” Bonnie yelled back, although he wasn’t in their immediate vicinity on the dance floor. “I’m sure he’ll show up again.”

“Nah, it’s just the accent,” she grinned, adding playfully, “It just tricks everyone into seeing what they wants. Like Irish-tinted glassed.” Although her wink at the end showed her lack of seriousness. He was kinda adorable really though.

“Cheers!” She announced as the drinks clinked together, swallowing several mouthfuls of the brightly coloured liquid.