Edmond took another sip of his wine, gasping loudly, an affected exaggeration as he set the glass down and considered her information. He turned his head and looked at her with a grin that hid more than revealed about him.
"Sounds about right, though I do find the Wench to be a bit amatuer hour. I'm more interested the ones under the surface. The ones you can't see out in the open. Tell me, love...what are you interested in? Surely you have something or someone you can't get to."
"Sounds about right, though I do find the Wench to be a bit amatuer hour. I'm more interested the ones under the surface. The ones you can't see out in the open. Tell me, love...what are you interested in? Surely you have something or someone you can't get to."