Kathryn calmly walks towards the boy with the cigarette. After taking a long pull, the boy turns and sees the woman. With a look of shock, he throws the cigarette to the ground and quickly puts it out with his foot. The boy quickly brushes his brown hair out of his eyes and looks at the woman.
Kathryn watched the boy, a smile on his face as smoke started to trickle out his nose.
"Naughty boy," she said, laughing.
"Naughty?" he replied, surprised at the odd word choice. The woman continued to get closer to him, noting pleasantly that the boy glanced, more than once, below her neckline.
"Hmm," Kathryn said, now standing only a foot from the boy. "What's your name, young man?"
"Kevin," the boy said, now blatantly staring at the witch’s cleavage.
"Well," the woman looked around to make sure they were alone, "let's see what naughty means."