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Speak for yourself, thought Tilly, who hated being lumped in with some half-arsed concept of ‘o her to it

“It’s like, men are more rational, women are more emotional, yeah?”

“Oh, sometimes maybe, but I think that’s just a cultural—”

“So I just need to put my mind at rest I’m sure you knohat I mean” Melinda dabbed the side of her pink-frostedfroold jewellery about her wrist

“You’d like ate Norround, previous track record in relationships?”

“Oh, no, love, I don’t think he’s having an affair Not yet anyway”

Tilly was bemused What on earth did Melinda want from her, if not to find some proof of infidelity, or otherwise?

“Before I walk up the aisle, I need to be sure of hio class any further than I could throw them”

“Maybe you could go to the tango class yourself?” Tilly probably shouldn’t be offering Melinda ways out of hiring her services, she reflected, but it did seem rather an obvious point

“Oh no I work in the evenings, you see Besides, I’m not much of a dancer”

Tilly smiled, heartened to find a point of similarity with her brittle, overly-perfumed client “So could you be clear about what it is you want me to do?”

“Don’t you know? I’ve read about it in the o to his class and try to chat him up”

“You want me to entrap him?”

“No! I don’t want you to succeed! But I want you to try”