That he was relentless didn't surprise her, but under the circumstances she wished he'd taken a hint, because she actually felt bile rise in her throat when she heard her name from his mouth. Wanda threw back a gulp from her drink and closed her eyes, listening to him prattle on about something and when he finished she worked very hard not to scowl. He'd surprised her, she was out of her element, but if she focused she could play along, at least for a very little while. "Priorities," she repeated, and thought that if he really knew, then he wouldn't be so enthusiastic about asking. That brought a smile to her face and with the smile it was easier to pretend. "History," she said, finally, and didn't offer any others.