"I haven’t any secrets you would know. Whatever you are assuming is simply that a poor assumption from a poor guest." Her words escaping her with a hint of fire, "Prince Phillip isn’t a good enough suitor for me."
"I’m sure you have, everything French is delicious and fine made."
“Poor? Please, sweetheart, don’t talk like you know anything.” The brunette commented with snark. “Actually… I think he’d suit you very well. You both aren’t exactly the most pleasant of the people.”
“I’ve seen more and some better, but credits for that."