You are not. [ A firm correction she gives him often, but then, she shifts with it. Her eyes brighten then, laughing just a little. ]
Oh, there we go. You have to find me a cad. Completely awful. He'll be so devilish and desperate, he'll do anything - like seducing a rich widower that's famous for cutting of Lords' heads.
[ It's only a little bit sarcastic, and regardless of what he has to say that, when she feels the cab stop at last, she looks back down at her still shoed foot, and sighs. Oh she doesn't want to put the other one on, she never wants to look at the damn things. Why did she have a tiny wisp of a Betan for a mother that would leave her ten feet smaller than everyone else.
No, not after this whole evening, she can't face them again and she holds up her hand to wait a second to Byerly and fishes off the other shoe before she shuffles forward in the cab of the groundcar to the driver. The questions aren't particular secretive. Her ridiculous acts of unwanted charity she insisted on giving to other people as she fished off a ring from her finger to go along with it and the conversation was simple 'Do you have a wife? Does she like shoes? Oh no, I have worn them once, just this evening, and I did not like them. They should sell for a good few hundred. Take the ring too. I only bought it to match them anyway. Yes, yes I am that Lady Lakshmi Vornewalkar. Have a good night'.
Then she's bare to her stockings when she gets out. Pressing on her toes so she didn't ruin them completely. ]
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Oh, there we go. You have to find me a cad. Completely awful. He'll be so devilish and desperate, he'll do anything - like seducing a rich widower that's famous for cutting of Lords' heads.
[ It's only a little bit sarcastic, and regardless of what he has to say that, when she feels the cab stop at last, she looks back down at her still shoed foot, and sighs. Oh she doesn't want to put the other one on, she never wants to look at the damn things. Why did she have a tiny wisp of a Betan for a mother that would leave her ten feet smaller than everyone else.
No, not after this whole evening, she can't face them again and she holds up her hand to wait a second to Byerly and fishes off the other shoe before she shuffles forward in the cab of the groundcar to the driver. The questions aren't particular secretive. Her ridiculous acts of unwanted charity she insisted on giving to other people as she fished off a ring from her finger to go along with it and the conversation was simple 'Do you have a wife? Does she like shoes? Oh no, I have worn them once, just this evening, and I did not like them. They should sell for a good few hundred. Take the ring too. I only bought it to match them anyway. Yes, yes I am that Lady Lakshmi Vornewalkar. Have a good night'.
Then she's bare to her stockings when she gets out. Pressing on her toes so she didn't ruin them completely. ]