"Well, that's alright then!" Lydia grins. "You're better off than me, though. I swear my father thinks I'm a nun or something."

She takes a sip of her wine. "Not any more though. What dearest daddy can't see, his heart won't worry after." Lydia has very little plans of actually studying now she's reached London and freedom. As far as she's concerned, it's party time.

"So what do you do for fun? When you're not hooking up with your Cooper then?"