Miss Zi- sorry, Zaryanova - Angela

Moira havde holdt øje med Angela under hele den første dans, og hele den næste dans. Hun kunne heldigvis gemme sin interesse bag bekymring for sin søn. Der var ingen grund til at give Gabriel en længere forklaring. Og så snart kvinden var færdig med sine danse, satte Moira mod hende i mængden. Dette var ikke en mulighed hun fik ofte nok .. og hun var sikker på kvinden måtte have genkendt hende. Angela .. but not Ziegler.

Angela stod og var ved at få sig noget at drikke. Det havde ikke taget en længere samtale at finde ud af sønnen ikke besad den samme interesse eller talent for videnskab som sin moder. Og talent havde Moira - O'Deorain? Bestemt. Hun havde læst hendes bog. Det var en af de bedste bøger hun længe havde læst. Sproget var fangende, og tankerne det formidlede endnu mere. Og nu var hun så her. This woman could end up being her mother in law?

Men der var også bekymring... hvad ville Moira fortælle og hvem? Did her husband know? Would she inform Angela's parents? Would the fact that Angela was being a writer and a nurse behind her family's back be a plus or a minus in Moira's eyes?

Hun så overrasket på Moira da hun kom imod hende. Well.. perhaps she would find out now.

Moira nikkede kort til hende. "Miss" hun tøvede ganske kort og kom til at smile. "Zaryanova. I'm very pleased to have caught you".

Angela nejede for Moira "Mrs. O'Deorian..." hun så op på hende.. "I hope you are enjoying the evening?" ... not sure what to make of that greeting!

Moira nikkede og holdt øje med hende. "I think I will" sagde hun. "Yes .. I very much think I will"

Angela holdt opmærksomt øje med hende.......... ".. hrm, good.. I am glad.."

Moira nikkede lidt. "And you, I hope you have an .. interesting evening?"

"Yes.. hrm, quite interesting" sagde Angela og rynkede brynene "more interisting than I had imagined.."

Moira nikkede. "Ah yes .. perhaps you have found an unexpected surprise?" gættede hun og smirkede svagt

Angela rynkede brynene og så skeptisk på hende "... indeed, I have." sagde hun og så hende an "... and am now left with questions."

Moira kom til at smile. "Isn't it wonderful, to discover new things that might pique our interest?"

Angela holdt øje med hende, på vagt "yes.. indeed."

Moira rynkede brynene lidt og nikkede. "And you have found that tonight? How wonderful that is"

"... yes" Angela kunne ikke lide hvordan Moira rynkede brynene. What was she to expect? A threat? Or a friendly chat? Hun så kort om efter Moira's mand.... for Moira var en gift kvinde, med børn. Ikke at det burde overraske hende, men det gjorde det!

Moira nikkede. "I too have found this to be an interesting and exciting evening" bekendtgjorde hun, mens hun holdt øje med Angela

Angela rødmede ganske svagt og skævede mod hende... "yes... good, I am glad." sagde hun og nikkede "my father has spoken very well of your family... and your son seems a most aimable man."

Moira hævede et øjenbryn. "I am pleased to hear so, although I suspect you do not know my son very well yet"

Angela så lidt overrasket på hende ".. no, indeed not" hun rynkede brynene. A warning? Perhaps she did not want her close with the son? So that must have been what this was about... a kind 'back off, I know what you do' ...

Moira kom til at smile lidt. "Hm .. but perhaps you will continue to approve of him" sagde hun og så interesseret kvinden an

Angela så undersøgende på Moira "and how would you feel about that?" spurgte hun og prøvede at forstå kvindens hensigt -.o

Moira lagde hovedet på skrå. "Am I supposed to feel some way about that? I suppose it would depend on wether he agreed with you"

Angela så undersøgende på hende "...so you have no thoughts on any .... allignment between us, other than your sons own feelings?" spurgte hun

Moira hævede et øjenbryn. "I fear you have me at a disadvantage ... why would I have any such ideas?"

"... I see" Angela rynkede brynene ".. I just assumed" hun så væk fra hende, ned på sin drink. Was it to say she did not care about Angela, rather she was with her son or not would be no difference for her? Then she could not imagine they would have much conversations, or have much to discuss with her... but perhaps that had been to much to hope.

Moira lagde hovedet på skrå, not sure where the conversation was going. "You assumed I was as eager to get him married, as his father is?"