"Dare I ask when you don't try?" Phryne posed the question lightly, a smile playing about the corners of her mouth. Her eyes sparkled, as though with mischief, but Jack and Dot would recognize the familiar sight of Phryne on the scent.

It wasn't that she suspected River Song of being a murderess, particularly. The woman simply had far too many secrets hidden in her teasing and lightness. No one who deployed wit the way either of them did learned by accident.