"I appreciate the courtesy. Most men don't have the good fortune to employ their dates."<br/><br/>At the shift of focus, she straightened up in her seat, leaning on her elbows. "Well, for starters, I'm 26. Corinne is my white name. Carina Lucia Cesar Delgado Salazar isn't really politics-friendly, at least not on 'our side'. I'm a first-generation immigrant kid; my parents hail from Coyoacán in Mexico City, but left because they didn't like the crime. Unlike your wife's fuck buddy, we managed the immigration system and got in legally. I used to want to be a nurse, but couldn't ignore the siren song of politics, I guess." She shrugged, as if this was inevitable.<br/><br/>"When I'm not laboring away for your noble campaign, I volunteer at an animal shelter sometimes. I like riding my bike around DC, and I've recently discovered that I really like learning Portuguese and have a major love for North African food."<br/><br/>She idly smoothed down the soft jersey fabric of her deep purple shirt-dress, uncovering more modestly interesting tidbits about herself. "I haven't dated since taking this job because as it happens, it's quite demanding. I don't miss it much, but my parents won't stop asking me if I've found a nice man to introduce them to. Oh, and I own a dog. A sheltie named Cesar Chavez." She smirked at the final detail, wondering if he'd find the name as funny as she did.