Having been brought up in a household of workaholics, and not having been imbued with the knowledge of American history, not even through the medium of movies or television, Melody wasn't really any the clearer on what he'd meant, but she did of course recognise the name of the town. But his purchases and following comments removed any necessity for her to ask.

Instead now a flush of colour rose in her cheeks, and Melody could feel it heat up her face. "Thank you," she found herself saying automatically again, though she did mean it and hoped he wouldn't notice the blush. It was from both his apparent faith that she would master the skills required, and his compliment that had her smiling and looking at Socrates again, to deflect attention.

The sales assistant chose that moment to return from the storeroom and had a triumphant look on her face as she presented the missing items. She gave Daniel a look over and Melody noticed the slight angle of her head and batting of her eyelashes at him, the attention she'd been giving Melody before now halved. Melody looked down at her hands to hide the smile on her face, especially at the sales assistant's question to Daniel.

"Are you being looked after? I can help you if you'd like, just be a sec!"