"Like you trust me NOT to look." Alisa rolled her eyes and turned her back to him. "I don' get it, or you, Alistaire. Dere are a TON o' artists your Grandfather would LOVE to send your way. Why come to de one he hates wit' a passion? An' de one who can get into big trouble wit' de Xavier Institute if you hang around her?"

She tries to take a quick peek at him before turning away. Yeah, he was still hot, and she was still in a relationship... she hoped.