"You'd know best, but he seems like the kinda guy who'd revel in getting booted out of a theater," she says, Wyatt's laugh putting a startled smile on her face and jittering over her until she crosses her arms to still herself. A little like an overcautious and easily startled cat, she is.

She wets her lips and presses down on her smile, suspicions raised once again. "I wonder which it is..."