Page 25 of Open Season

“I’ve heard the Buffalo Club is good,” he said casually. “Do you dance?”

“I know how, though I haven’t done it much since I took lessons. Dancing is a good way to break the ice, isn’t it?”

“Very good.” His tone was grave. “Do you think you might go out tonight?”

“I don’t know.” Going alone to a nightclub would take nerve, she thought, and after today she might have used up all her reserves.

Todd glanced at her, then returned his attention to the road. “Sometimes, once you get started, it’s easier just to keep going than it is to stop and then start up again.”

Meaning he thought she should go out tonight, after making the huge effort all day long to change her outward image.

“I’ll think about it,” she said. A thought occurred to her. “I don’t know how to act like ‘old money,’ though. Is there anything special—”

“No,” he interrupted. “Old money is just a style. Don’t get presentation and personality confused. Just be yourself, and then you don’t have to worry.”

“Being myself never got me noticed before,” she said ruefully.

He laughed. “It will now, honey. It will now.”

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