Gaius caught her eye, guessing what she was thinking. "Believe it or not I do an excellent impression of someone who's never been a noble before," he told her.
"That's a bald-faced lie, Gaius Ash," Sara snorted. "Never in my life have I seen you walk like a peasant or talk like one. You're an excellent baker, granted, but don't get cocky." Gaius raised his good hand in surrender.
"Very well, very well."
