This wasn't the first time Damon Banks had heard that question. He leaned back in his chair, swallowing before responding. His eyes were eager, and his lips slightly pulled into a half-smile, enough for Arabella to understand that he would not be serious.
"Could not you research more about me? I've talked about it in many interviews already."
"I am not a reporter. I am not interested in the canned response," she retorted.
"Well, Miss Curiosity, I had to take on great responsibilities," he shrugged. "It happens when you are an only child in a successful family."
Arabella ate pieces of bread one after the other to avoid having to say something. She did not have much to say. The responsibility of having to keep that conversation going was weighing on her shoulders. She just wanted to be a
