Abi barked in laughter as she poured them both a generous measure of scotch each, replacing the bottle in her cabinet. "Political evaluation of the feudal system that existed in Russia?" she teased, walking back over to him and holding out his drink. "I do like weird filth, you know that. I'll give it a read through, see if you have good taste in weird filth."
She did want to impress him, if she were being honest with herself. She couldn't boast impressive credentials, or genius intellect or wit but she wanted him to be proud of her all the same. "I'm interested as to why you chose Wuthering Heights. It's about a lot of people who are just horrid to each other all the time. Even the protagonist is kind of a bitch." She sipped her scotch and sat down on the couch, crossing one leg over another.