"I apologize for doubting your taste for even a moment," Kathy told him, eyes steady on his reflection in the mirror. "However can I--"

No that was a question that she shouldn't ask. Because there was no way she could keep it light and droll and amused.

"--Prove that I trust your impeccable taste?" There was no way she could pretend that was what she'd been going to say all along and she wasn't even going to try.