“I’ll call you sweetie if I wanna call you sweetie, sweetie.” she chuckled, smirking at him. “Unless you want me to call you Taylor.” she added before giving him a quick smile, as a sign to say that she was just participating in their little banter. Athena looked at him with her eyebrow still raised in suspicion, but she just shrugged her shoulders and decided to leave it alone. “Okay then… if you say so.” she said in a sing-songy manner, taking another sip of her beer, slurping obnoxiously as a way of saying that she could tell he wa hiding something.
“I’ll just call you sweetie back and I know how much you’d hate that, sweetie,” he smirked, mocking her voice. “You call me Taylor regardless. I’ve gotten used to it now,” Seb shook his head at her. He wasn’t surprised by the fact that Athena was clearly aware that he was beating around the bush. “What?” He looked at her. “Were you content with how our last interaction ended?”