She looked up to see a younger woman looking at her. A quick excuse, the well-breed response of, 'No, I'm fine' went through her mind. The whole torrid story of everything she'd been through in the last six or so years also went through her mind, but Lia didn't know this woman from Eve, as her great-grandmother would say. So she said the next thing that came to her mind. "To be honest, I've had much better days." She wasn't opposed to conversation. Anything really to have her not thinking about the dirtbag she'd left behind, along with the tatters of that life, back in New York.