Seeming to accept his plan without hesitation, Siobhan nodded. "Ah, for sure! Sounds grand. Just gotta pretend to be a captive, right? I can do that better'n ya might imagine."

Offering him her wrists, she presumed he was going to slap some shackles or some other means of restraint on her to achieve maximum authenticity. "Oh, do ya wanna lay some beli down that he'll try an' make me his woman, like?"

That type tended to be painfully predictable like that.