““Interesting. You were able to determine ‘my type’ in the all of five minutes we’ve been talking?” Now he was pushing her buttons a bit. “Yes.” “That’s impressive. See, it’s my job to size people up. So I’m intrigued to hear if you’re as good as you obviously think you are.” Sidney threw him a look. “Honey, you know exactly what your type is. And so does every single woman in her thirties.” “I see.” He leaned back in his chair and beckoned with this hand. “Now I really need to hear this.””
