The invitation to play ‘Twenty Questions’ was both surprising and intriguing. Serena had expected some well-rehearsed sleazy line, but the suggestion of the parlor game was totally unexpected. She glanced at her watch and saw it was just a little past 20:30. There was still nearly an hour and a half before her planned party exit time. She glanced back into the party through the french doors. It looked even more crowded than when she came out onto the patio and equally less appealing.<br/><br/>“OK...let’s play...it could be fun...” Serena replied and walked over to a set of garden table and chairs and took a seat. She watched Nicholas come across to join her, reading his facial features, trying to fathom what he was thinking. She wondered if she was the first to accept this offer or if it was, in fact, one of his ‘special techniques’.<br/><br/>Nicholas sat opposite Serena. A cheeky boyish smile spread across his face and he had an air of extreme confidence about him. Serena smiled back with a hint of challenge. “So...First question...Are, or have you, been married?”. She looked directly in Nicholas’ eyes looking for any tell of the validity of his response.<br/>