"Yes. Barely, though." She laughed. "And it's hilariously obvious when he's using it. It's all robotic." She seemed positively condescending about it, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "And it's telepathy. I have a scrambler against that. So maybe you're just a poor judge of speeches.

And it's Reginald, darling. He's sweet, really. You'd like him." Stephanie shook her head. "How about we just relax and enjoy the party? And maybe later tonight, we can enjoy each other ..." She took his hands and pulled him a little closer.

"I'm sorry I snapped. It's just a rollercoaster right now."