"I couldn't say whether or not my mother ever tried. But I'm unsurprised to hear of yours. It is a point of pride in the South, is it not? Forgive the assumption," Susanna added with an almost sheepish grin. "The accent implies as much." She truly was trying harder at the being social thing, and it just so happened that her morning activities had put her in just the mood for it to be somewhat successful.
"It shows," she retorted playfully, unable to help it in her playful mood. Had she given it any consideration, she might have felt a small bit of guilt for leaving one man's bed and nearly flirting with another right after. Maybe. She simply wasn't usually prone to guilt. "It is, yes. Susanna," she offered, taking the hand he held out in a light grip.