Gabrielle was relieved. Morag did not seem to be digging too deeply into her character. The woman passed no judgment regarding Gabbi's lack of reading, and seemed to find her control over men amusing.
"I 'ave nevair zought of a baby as a new form of knowledge," said the blonde. "Eet eez vairy good. I must admeet zat I zink more about ze clothes my daughter would wear... eef I zink about 'er at all." Gabrielle had never even considered having a boy, despite the fact that Fleur had Lucas.
Seeing that Morag understood her implications, Gabbi's face turned a bit mischievous. "Oui! Your 'usband said zat ze Casino may 'ave... 'ow deed 'e put eet? Young, single zings wiz much money? ...No, no, zat was not quite eet, but you get ze idea, oui? I would not mind finding one of zose."
Thinking about rich and pretty London boys made her temporarily forget Jander... Cass... Lee... and the speed of the taxi.