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Roger James Timothy Davies (rogeringdavies) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Roger smiled at her, vastly amused by her manner and conduct. Here was a duchess if ever there'd been one. Idly he imagined what would happen if the woman in front of him met his grandmother, and nearly laughed out loud at the thought. "I think I'll try the raviolli then, thank you for suggesting it."

"Thank you, Ms. Parkinson. I must admit that I do have an appreciation of wine. My mother grew up rather modestly, but she definitely didn't. She taught me how to behave like a billionaire's grandchild, even if the billionaire in question didn't admit to my existence." He smiled at her pleasantly. When in doubt his mother had always told him to dazzle the competition with his smile and blast them with inane tidbits information. Not that Pansy Parkinson was precisely competition, but the advice still stood. "And you? I can guess that you probably have an appreciation for the finer things?"

He lifted his eyebrows at the waiter who rushed over to take their orders. "Ladies first," he said, nodding to Pansy.