[b][color=004b80]Adrian[/color][/b]

Azariah had a fiery temper. She differed from the usual ladies he talked to. Not that it should surprise him. After all she was American born and bred and every part her cliche. 
"Directness is not one of my strengths, in case you have missed it." Adrian fixed his eyes on her. "I could tell you a great thing or two about myself but you would find my speech rather deceiving. I won't do that. I have a better idea." 

Adrian fished his phone out of his pocket. He send a quick message to someone, before he looked up again. 
"After dinner, I would like to present you my home. We are quite lucky today. The others will be away to watch the race, giving us more than enough time to have a look around." He tried to gauge her reaction while picking up his dinner again. 
"Tell me, Azariah. Can you, by any chance, ride a horse?"