"That's a pity," she said idly. "I'm trying to flirt with my husband, but it's going completely over his head."
“I just wanted to abandon all clothe... shame with you later on, but I see that won’t be an option for you.”
She shook her head, clicking her tongue as she fed Diana her baby food. "The option is gone," she said with a small sigh, sitting on the counter. "I haven't been in a house with my husband for almost a year, and the option has left."
James laughed deeply as a few of the Cheerios that Diana was eating fell on the ground, but Diana looked very concerned. "Mama, I spilled." Poppy kissed the top of her head, brushing her hair back. "It's alright, Ana," she said reassuringly, kneeling down to pick up the cereal. "At least you understood and told me the choice." This last thing was said pointedly and she glanced up at Francis with a small smirk.