With a businesslike air, she queried, "Is Jeslyn upstairs? I'll head up to find her. Oh, and Mr. Waston, what's on the agenda for her lessons?"

Albert took a sip of soup, nonchalantly remarking, “Hungarian sounds great. You learned it in the past few years, didn't you?"

Jessie saw through his shamelessness.

Paying him any mind would only encourage him further.

She spun on her heel, gliding upstairs, ignoring his antics.