Amelia raised an eyebrow. Both at the empty calories and at Stebbins' compliment. She couldn't remember the last time that anyone had called her sweet. Amy was many things, the majority of them complicated, but sweet was rarely among their number.
"No, thank you," she said dryly. "But as my escort has been remiss, you could get me another glass of wine."
Bloody Roger. He was really beginning to annoy her. Of course, he'd annoyed her when they'd dated in school as well. That was why she'd broken up with him. Plus, if she was honest, she'd reunited with him recently almost entirely because it annoyed her mother.