Edward wasn't arrogant, but he wasn't unaware of his appearance and the effect it had on the older ladies of Forks.
"Oh you strong, strong man, lifting that chair all by yourself."
The situation was too funny for Edward to be annoyed.
"Would like it here Mrs Brown?" he asked, placing the chair next to the dinning table.
"Yes please. Would you like some coffee? You've run out of chairs and I would love to have a… chat," she purred as her eyes ran down his form.
"If I didn't have to get back, I would have loved to take you up on that offer."
As quick as his feet could go without looking rude, he made his way to the van outside.
"You bastard." Edward growled as Garret laughed, slapping his knees.