[It's not an answer that Eun expects, and for a moment she is perplexed by it. Brows drawn together, she looks at him incredulously.]

My angry... [She pauses another beat.] The muffins I left you on your doorstep the first time? That is how I won you over?

[Who would have thought that her temper, the one thing that had put off so many others, would apparently be key to winning over very, very old werewolf?]

Why are you calling the muffins angry and not the note? [The one that had merely said "Thank you," and been signed with her first initial.]