Victoria nodded and smiled, reaching into he bag to pull out her journal, laying it on the table. She turned to look at him again.
"Mine is like yours. They all look exactly the same. Now, we all talk in them, but some people are speaking more than others. There are certainly more than a few people who find them interesting. Others, like yourself, seem to find them threatening."
She quirked her eyebrow and winked playfully at Damien. "But as you said, I don't look threatening. But speaking of which, do you have enough time for lunch? I'm starving. My treat."