Bertram resisted the urge to say something nasty and instead bit his tongue to stop himself from doing so. "Well, should I be so lucky." Although considering his luck lately, maybe they would be out of punch and he'd have to come back empty-handed.
He slipped out from next to the table and came back a few minutes later with two cups of punch, one of which he set next to Winnie. While he'd been gone he had run through the things that he needed to avoid talking about - one of them happened to be his daughter, since he was fairly sure that Winnie didn't want to think about getting pregnant out of wedlock.
Still, she was obviously attention-starved.
"Here you are, love." He flashed her another smile. "I'm surprised you don't have a line of dates here."
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