Had he asked, Phryne would have told him about Foyle. He was a sweet young man, undoubtedly one she might have taken to her bed if not for Jack. But the moment passed and Phryne merely nodded when he mentioned Jane.

She turned her hand to give his an appreciative squeeze. "And you are an extraordinary and unusual young man, Vax'ildan. I look forward to our next conversation with delight." There could be no mistaking the warmth of the implicit invitation, even for a young man who didn't know her particularly well. "I do hope it won't take an accidental connection next time."