Damn, what was she thinking, that this would work on Don Juan?! Lowri wanted to scold herself for thinking that DJ wouldn’t be able to pick that up. In fairness, there were times when he was about as oblivious as a garden gnome, but clearly today was not one of those days. So for lack of any other option (Lowri did not have the patience to go through all of her tactics today) she settled for the direct approach: “Oh, Don Juan I do not have all day to play riddles with you, now do tell me what it is about this girl that is so captivating and vexing for you that you would happily suffer through detailed descriptions of your father and I copulating rather than talking about her?”

She huffed, aggressively stabbing at her embroidery piece as she glared at her son.

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