Taking in the explanation, Daryn felt a little foolish for her question. At least he'd understood her confusion. "Oh. Well, that makes more sense. If you were talking abut The CIA, I couldn't imagine them hosting roaring dinner parties after working hours."
She smirked at herself and looked down, shifting her meager weight from one foot to the other. "There's a lot of people here, I'm sure you'll find some who would love to be a part of it. There are so very talented people here."