“Maybe Damian would like to give you swimming lessons, too?” said Ridley with a smirk. He looked at me. “Of course.” “I think one type of lesson will be enough,” I said, giving her a warning look. “I’d hate to monopolize all of Damian’s time.” “Believe me, there will be plenty of time next week,” he said, a twinkle in his eyes. “So, if you’d like lessons on anything that I’m familiar with, just ask.”
