What was this, an interrogation? Miss F (they had been introduced but now he couldn't recall if she was a Fawley or Farley or something else) had seized upon this issue with vigor, apparently determined to find something they could bond over. He supposed he had to admire her tenacity... or would have, had he not been on the receiving end of it.
"And you have a reserve of interesting opinions on all of those subjects, I suppose?" he asked, sardonic. It was a rhetorical question; he didn't doubt that she'd been coached in opinions on everything, or that she found them all sufficiently deep, only that they would prove at all interesting to him.
"I prefer theater to opera and comedies to tragedies. The last book I read was Fine's Treatise of Advanced Mathematics and its influence on Magical Theory. What I'm reading now is Lockthwaite's Unintended Consequences of Experimental Spellwork. I enjoy chess. I ride horses but usually don't play polo unless prevailed upon." He raised an eyebrow at her. "Have I passed your inspection?"
"And you have a reserve of interesting opinions on all of those subjects, I suppose?" he asked, sardonic. It was a rhetorical question; he didn't doubt that she'd been coached in opinions on everything, or that she found them all sufficiently deep, only that they would prove at all interesting to him.
"I prefer theater to opera and comedies to tragedies. The last book I read was Fine's Treatise of Advanced Mathematics and its influence on Magical Theory. What I'm reading now is Lockthwaite's Unintended Consequences of Experimental Spellwork. I enjoy chess. I ride horses but usually don't play polo unless prevailed upon." He raised an eyebrow at her. "Have I passed your inspection?"
Fabulous set by Lady!