Jourdan gave her wife a playful elbow even as her dark eyes caught the parting sway of their waitress' firm young ass.  She would be the first to admit that they were married, not dead, each often appreciating the aesthetic virtues of those around them.  For Jourdan, that appreciation often extended to both genders, though Freya rarely seemed to appreciate the finer points of male anatomy at least at a sexual level.  It was not surprise that a certain amount of awkwardness would linger, at least until the drinks started flowing.  Fortunately, Morgen had news to share that helped lighten the mood and didn't involve a discussion of married life that might prove painful to him.  "Impressive!"  Jourdan exclaimed at his teaching position, a dark hand extending across the table to cover and squeeze his own.  She was every bit as soft and warm as he would remember and her smile and look were dazzlingly sincere.<br/><br/>Her mind was however working through the ramifications of this news.  Would it make him more or less likely to consider what she had in mind?  A brief visit with a quick yet intense encounter would be all it would take and might be less painful in the long run, but it was a role of the dice.  Jourdan couldn't deny that a more prolonged campaign to thoroughly ensure success had its appeal and would almost certainly yield results.  Even though she had only just come to an agreement with Freya about children, she had been tracking her fertile cycles for some time now.  Tonight was not optimal, but was in her fertility window, and Morgen was certainly virile or at least appeared to be.  She glanced over at Freya, and smiled warmly knowing they both had very similar fertility windows, though she doubted her determinedly Sapphic wife was having the same thought at the moment.<br/><br/>Though thinking of other things, Jourdan continued to nod and react to the impressive news of Morgen's accomplishments but nothing regarding his personal life.  She didn't see a ring but that would hardly be the whole story.  His catching them up certainly involved a lot of travel which could make a home life difficult, but Jourdan travelled rather extensively herself but it made her appreciate all the more having someone she could return to time and again.  Not that travel didn't open up lots of opportunities to meet wonderful people, Jourdan certainly got many offers and she could only imagine a man like Morgen did as well.<br/><br/>When he complimented them both on looking great, the conversation hit a speed bump as she suddenly felt his eyes lingering upon her.  "Thank you, so do you."  She said as she removed her hand from his as it seemed it had lingered longer than it probably should.  It was replaced almost immediately with his knee against hers.  An accident perhaps, but as their eyes met she had reason to doubt that.  She should pull hers away but didn't, at least not right that instant.  She was torn, not wanting to shut him out given her larger plans, but he had to know she wouldn't do anything serious with him.  It might seem odd that she was planning impregnation, but didn't lump that into the realm of serious.  When Morgen mentioned their wedding he was addressing Freya, so Jourdan turned to her wife and gladly let her tell that story.  Only adding, "yes, we missed you" in a furtive tone.