The enjoyment of the sound of just her name in his voice was lost the moment she realized he was teasing her about the owl. A little "oh" of amused shock appeared on her features as she peered up at him. Two could indeed play this game however. She was not so besotted that she had lost her wits entirely (though she was close!) and a quick retort came to mind instantly.

"If that is the case then," Torie curled her fingers around the box and made to turn away, as if she would go find someone else to give the box to, but she quickly realized she could not, in fact, step away from Anthony at all. Momentarily confused, she wobbled in her place before steadying herself. Torie's surprise turned more genuine as she looked around and that was when she found it, the little unassuming sprig of mistletoe hanging above them in the doorframe to the next room.

A new sort of smile curled her lips now as she peered up once more, before looking at him again. "I seem to find myself quite stuck in place." She raised her eyebrows to indicate their predicament. It only had one solution if she remembered right, old stories of a Peeves prank from her early schooling years resurfacing to remind her as to what it was they needed to do in order to get out of it. The thought of it both made her as nervous as she was elated.