"Two isn't always better than one, Tavish.  I'm blind so I can't see how ugly he is."  Scout said it like it was an obvious perk, but Tavish did have a point.  Despite her constant bragging, Scout didn't actually have any suitors.  Who wanted a blind woman when there were plenty of fully capable ones around.  She had long since resigned to her future as a spinster, but that didn't mean she couldn't fake it in the meantime.  Honestly it gave her more freedom anyways.  Now she could do what she wanted without rammifications, and what she wanted was to someday take over her family's inn and make it even more successful.  Picking on Tavish and the others in the process was just part of the fun.  

"Oooh a gift for the enemy, Lucinda you saucy minx.  You shouldn't have..."  Scout grabbed a piece and took a bite but quickly paused.  "...Uhghg!"

She spat it out and scowled at no on in particular.  

"Oh, that was hilarious.  How mature."  Scout huffed, crossing her arms and leaning against the window looking annoyed.  "I knew it was moldy all along... I was just playing, that's all."