"I cannot share that with you," Elizabeth exclaimed in a mocked outrage, "and allow you to give away all my secrets? All my deepest darkest most dangerous daily doings?" As if Liz really had anything to hid from Evan. In fact, she was in a constant state of embarrassment over what she did share as opposed to what she kept safely hidden behind the blockade that was so well defined to all others. What she commonly kept so deeply buried floated to the surface around Evan. She failed to impress herself. "And do you find that it serves you well? Is your self esteem substantially higher than others with all of your self-flattery?"
Despite her easy teasing, Elizabeth still felt the light pink of a blush spread across her cheeks as Evan caught her, red handed, within her fib. With a roll of her eyes, she tilted her head toward him and smiled innocently, "And I must point out that you flatter yourself if you truly believe what you said earlier about me being jealous of Cassandra, and if that is where the conversation is headed."