(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Lily1.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Lilian Carnegy<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Henshaw's Library<br/><strong>With:</strong>Victor Henshaw<br/><strong>When:</strong>After 4pm<br/><strong>What:</strong>Conversing<br/><br/>Lilian waved her hand dismissively.<strong>"Oh no no, I am sure they have seen plenty of those..."</strong>She spoke rolling her eyes,<strong>"I meant Americans...Surely they can not be prepared for our manner, I have heard stories of how loose they are there, but even our stories could make them feel like a nunnery." </strong>She spoke, no mirth in her voice just a matter of fact tone. Lily didn't tease often, perhaps that was why she never married, she was more man than woman but she liked being able to read and write, have knowledge of things and even shot a gun.<strong>"Well I must say that is Impressive, but that doesn't necessary prove you are brave, Elephants are gentle creatures unless you threaten them." </strong>She spoke, again her voice was light, but her tone was mater of fact.<br/><br/>She sat back finishing her drink, the Whiskey burning the back of her throat as she shallowed it. She had been in this man's company for a little over 15minutes and she found that she could actually stand his company. Although his manner was engaging, she was still suspicious of him, his eyes held way more promise than just a simple chat, and she wanted to be on her guard.<br/><br/><strong>"Well If my father has yet to divulge that information, then I can hardly find it my place to speak of it. Not that I know to much on the subject to begin with."</strong>She spoke lifting her eyes to his, a fathomable brown color, not unpleasant.<br/><br/><br/><br/>