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Had she taken after her mother, Koontz might have reacted hotly to the thick condescension in the stranger's tone. Luckily, she took much more after her father in that department. She mentally smoothed her petticoat, sipped in a calming breath, and maintained her diplomacy despite his teasing. With that said, she felt a slight burning under her proverbial collar, as well as an unpleasant heat slithering down her spine. March Owl's small presence in her blood, after all.

"Yes," she answered simply. She cocked her head, eyes pinning on that smirk of his. "And of course not. Have you never heard of a metaphor before?" she shot back at him, cool despite the retort. She smiled, wondering if he liked the taste of his own medicine as she lightly patronized him in turn.