to be unobserved.”
She smiled.
“There’s a difference.”
“You’re the smartest person I know.”
“No.”
She shook her head.
“I’ve simply spent forty years paying attention.”
“That’s different from intelligence.”
“Sometimes it’s more useful.”
I laughed.
“What do we do now?”
“We go back.”
“We eat dessert.”
“And when Catherine makes another comment—which she probably will—we smile and continue.”
Then she pointed at me.
“And you are actually going to eat.”
“The chocolate dessert looked excellent, and you’ve spent this whole dinner moving food around your plate.”
I laughed again.
