[ Anna ducks her head slightly, bangs falling into her face as she slides the empty glass onto the bar. It's the alcohol. And Christmas. All the overtime and sleep deprivation.
That's what's giving her butterflies, absolutely not the fact that Neal Caffrey genuinely likes her company.]

I think Jo and Adam have a soft spot for you, they're the ones that convinced me to show up tonight. I'm still on the fence. [ Yeah, real convincing when you're sort of blushing, Anna. She half expects "Mr. Havisham" to gag and whisk Neal away before they actually start flirting.

Where's Burke when she needs him?]