"Getting a fresh start. That's the short version, at least." It's not a lie, but it is a dodge. At least she doesn't have to to stretch to justify side stepping the question. "The long version would take all night. I'd hate to monopolize you like that."

As she talks, she considers his hand--he didn't expect to get that back, did he? Her fingertips trace his calluses and her eyes linger on his knuckles. What kind of hands do you have, Matt?

"What brings you to something like this? You don't seem like the type who has trouble finding a date."