Hecate debated about what to say. She loathed lying but most of the time she didn't say enough to make sure she didn't need to. This was rather awkward.
'We met at a bar' said Ada. 'I asked Hecate about her book and we talked from there.'
'Then she invited her to meet her llamas' chimed in Agatha cheekily.
'I think there's a redhead at the bar with your name on it' hinted Ada. Her twin vanished in seconds.
Gwen Bat nodded and smiled, sipping her martini. She wasn't stupid. She knew what speed dating was. She also knew that the next cardigan made to order would be dyed black.