Lucy talks a great deal over lunch. She discusses politics, religion and social issues, the arts, cuisine. The trouble is, you can barely get a word in edgeways.
[…]Lucy[…]'s interested in your news.
'The foggy charms of London!' she says. 'I had an admirer there[…] Once, he fell down […] outside the Young Stags'[…]
[…] 'I bet I know what you're looking for. There's something in your life. An ambition.'