Phryne laughed in delighted astonishment. Her new companion had a lively wit and imagination. "Oh, absolutely not. I prefer a good murder, myself."

The attractive young woman who tended the bar and moved like a dancer delivered (and opened, rather deftly, it seeme to Phryne) a bottle of champagne and two glasses. She introduced herself as Kitty and then moved off again before either Phryne or her companion had a chance to speak.

"Well. Efficient, isn't she?"