He was sort of talking to himself, but, well, now's as good a time as any to see if this would even work. Or if he could pull it off, for that matter. He doesn't think Swann is the brightest crayon in the box, but then again, he has pretty low opinions of Capitolites in general. As long as there aren't any glaring errors in the story, they're likely to eat it all up.

"Adrienne is, well," Brock starts, looking over at Swann again, "I don't know exactly what she is; what to call it. I took care of her, and she... well, I guess she carried me a lot. Helped me through a lot of situations. We were together for about twenty years, but it didn't end too good."