Amelia began to formulate a reply. She really did, she even knew the expected answer, what he was taught to hear, what she was taught to ask. Everything they did for the next hour had been pre-scripted for ages, however ridiculous it was. They may as well have not have this supper, send over resumes and head shots and call it a day... and. Let's be frank?
Amelia was tired of it.
So, instead of beginning to list her career, her passion for history, her studied little nuggets of history, she took another sip of her wine and leveled a gaze on Scorpious.
"I have been, since my husband's death, thirty eight various outings. Dates, or meetings of someone's grandson or another. I expect then, that with your unmarried status, you may be able to compete with me for quantity, perhaps even quality- especially since I am allowed first choice of men these days... tell me Scorpious. Is it possible, for just one evening, that we can be frank with another total stranger? I must admit, otherwise this will all become rather tiresome."
There. She did it.
If she was going to jump off a cliff, at least she was going to get a decent view of the world on the way down.