Well, she couldn't not notice the vines.

As they began to creep across the ground, she had turned around to face him and was crouched on her hands and knees in the blink of an eye.

It was finally dawning on her that... oops. This guy just MIGHT be taking it personally.

There was a prolonged pause as she stared at the vines, the grass, then up at him. The insolent look had been replaced with a hooded, wary one.

"... Soooo, what are your feelings on salad?"

... Apparently her the insolence in her MOUTH wasn't gone, though. Figured.