"What do I get out of it?" The cheek of this woman. "Other than a date with the ‘world’s most eligible bachelor’ and changing the menu for the entire ball of three hundred people?" "Other than that," she says, beaming. I am bad at women. I have no idea what they want. Lynna just wants expensive dresses and gold. "I'll get you a dress and jewellery to wear?" "A new dagger?" My girl isn't after dresses. Noted. "Of course. Extra sharp. Extra pointy.”
