"Fever Clayton," she responds, taking Margaret's hand and giving a quick shake. "We haven't, but I'm glad to correct that."

She's heard that name in passing, hasn't she? But where, she's forgetting. Probably isn't important, with the woman right in front of her. Margaret looks practically radiant here - there's no shame in noticing that. She makes a lovely addition to the table.

"I can think of far less pleasant ways to make an acquaintance."