Pansy drank the wine thirstily, thinking that they'd probably need at least another bottle tonight. She had actually begin to think this was an almost date, and here was Isaac telling her he was marrying a woman he barely knew.
Pansy sighed.
"Why marry a stranger, why not just invest in the job? Isaac, if you needed to get married to secure your inheritance, surely there are friends whom you could come to such an arrangement with."
Pansy set the wine down and reached across the table to take Isaac's hand in her own.
"Is this what you want? Really? Or did something happen?"