"Oh I broke more than a few hearts sonny boy," she chuckled. "There a few men out there still nursing a bruised ego after a night with me."

"Bravo," I clapped as we talked. "I am glad that British honor is not dead."

"Sleeping perhaps," she rewarded me with a wink. "...but not dead. So are you going to tell me what it is you did for my little Mary?"

"UM... I'm not sure what you mean," I stammered taken completely off guard.

"Please sir she is like a daughter to me," she said her back straightening. "So don't bullshit this poor old woman; I know you helped her with...