"Not in the sense that I have any great love for 80's films involving muppets and poofy princess dresses." She replied, unoffended by the obvious sizing-up the man was performing. After a lifetime of similar, and frequently less benign once-overs, she had ceased caring. She returned it with a quick, but efficient, glance of her own, and followed up with a smile for the child. She remembered when Simon and Monty were that age. "And no, though Sarah and I happen to be aquainted. It is, on her objection-fraught behalf that I'm tangling with King Tight Trousers."
The obvious lack of mind-addleage concerning the presence of fictional characters was a relief. "I'm going go ahead and assume your incrediably calm reaction and quickness on the uptake--excluding the apparent need to defend my person, which I find to be equal parts insulting and flattering--that you're already aware of LA's undavertised and unusual abundance of quirks."