"We are not," she confirmed, she offered a tight smile, "things just..." she wasn't even sure what to say so she just said, "didn't worked out." One day maybe the will, one day maybe they could try, but that day wasn't any time soon. When he asked about her father, she nodded her head, "we were." It was one of the reasons she stayed, she didn't want to sale the childhood home.
"But that's me," she told him, "if you have anything else to ask, I'll answer, I'm an open book." She turned to him, "Anything I should know about you?"