“It was a pleasure spending time with you tonight, Miss Savoie.” She was staring off at Ruben’s taillights disappearing down the street, then turned to me and laughed. “You’re such a liar.” “I’m not,” I protested, smiling at her smiling. I couldn’t help myself. “I don’t even know what that was, but it was not a pleasurable evening.” “For me, it was. I enjoyed your company immensely.”
