Torie could see the game in question quite clearly, the extended cousins all vying for the win, but clearly it was Anthony and Poppy who would take it to the next level. Honestly she would not even know where to begin in regards to playing competitively, but she would enjoy being a part of it regardless. "I would very much like to see this match of croquet sometime." Torie hummed wistfully before she turned a cheeky eyebrow at Basil once more.

She surveyed him over her cider almost critically. "I shall tell him at his earliest convenience then." She chirped playfully knowing she was not quite so bold as to straight up compliment him, but she would make her appraisal known somehow. Torie was not one to shy away from some honest flirting, especially with a catch like Anthony Alderton.

"It was a rat of unusual size! I am not some delicate waif who preys on handsome gentlemen by faux swooning! I am wounded you think so little of me." She pouted, casting him a sad sort of sniffle. Torie had never even thought of pulling a stunt like that! Her embarrassment over the whole thing was genuine, there was no way she would fake it just for attention! That was an Estelle move through and through, not for her.