Madison laughed and raised her shoulders as light tingles ran down them. Just hearing Mr. Reynolds' voice was enough to remind her of home, sprawling fields and the roaring machinery of the coal mines. It made her curse New York, suddenly she wanted a smoke. "It's alright, I haven't been sitting here long, and anyway-" Her eyes swept the restaurant once more and then she looked back to the older man. "I've just been enjoying the scenery." She placed one of her hands to the necklace, "It's - and I'm not just sucking up, promise - my absolute favorite. You have excellent taste."