"I have no doubt that you could come up with such a method!"

It is only a little disappointment, that she marshals her face so well. Val's pursuit of this matter is not yet ended. He reaches for the interior pocket of his light summer coat, and produces a small writing book. With a flick of his wrist, he flips it open, and extracts a small pencil from the flap sewn to its side.

"How would you arrange for a dinner with your 'particular someone'? Your first idea may be your best idea, so please, do not hold back."