Ford frowned and shook his head. "All my rich friends are getting married." Not that he had an exceptional number of rich friends — the ones that Noble would probably have recognized as Ford's friends were Cash Lestrange and Valerian Macnair, who were both also a) gay and b) depressed, both of which were at least half as problematic as their being already married.
(Tycho was not depressed and was certainly not getting married, but he also didn't fit Noble's persona of quiet rich people by any stretch of the imagination. Even his clothing was usually loud.)
"I might know some quiet... not-rich-but-not-poor people, though," he offered. He had been more or less scouring the Ministry rosters (and the guest list of every event he'd attended so far this season) for someone he might forcibly shove in Grace's direction, so he had an idea or two. The question was what to actually do with those ideas — he didn't have much experience as a matchmaker.
(Tycho was not depressed and was certainly not getting married, but he also didn't fit Noble's persona of quiet rich people by any stretch of the imagination. Even his clothing was usually loud.)
"I might know some quiet... not-rich-but-not-poor people, though," he offered. He had been more or less scouring the Ministry rosters (and the guest list of every event he'd attended so far this season) for someone he might forcibly shove in Grace's direction, so he had an idea or two. The question was what to actually do with those ideas — he didn't have much experience as a matchmaker.
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