[In all fairness, Evelyn very much intended for it to be an arresting statement: whether its results were an extension of intellectual rapport or a prompt for a confused rejoinder depended solely on the person across the table. He leaned back and she almost felt guilty for pressing. Almost.]
Well, you're not wrong.
[She informed him, waving a hand. The mysteriously frayed man over the drinks looked this way and that, pointedly working to maintain eye contact while simultaneously giving the impression that he preferred not to do so. Shifty. Something animal about him.]
But you're the first person to say so. I'm Evelyn.
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Well, you're not wrong.
[She informed him, waving a hand. The mysteriously frayed man over the drinks looked this way and that, pointedly working to maintain eye contact while simultaneously giving the impression that he preferred not to do so. Shifty. Something animal about him.]
But you're the first person to say so. I'm Evelyn.