I could hear Marc and Mattie talking, or at least him talking, and Mattie shrieking, laughing nervously, getting red in the face, and making other coy and flirting sounds. "No!" she squealed with laughter. "I hardly think so!" she cried with grinning disbelief. "He's going to be home soon!" she countered him with scolding, but smirking, head-shaking.