Rose just as well gets the quick lookover, although Temple's glances are conspicuous and almost calculated to make someone feel as if they have to try harder to impress, all batting eyelashes and raised eyebrows. She maintains her perfect, doll-like posture, rolling her fingers in an irregular drumbeat across the front of her lap.

"And if your child only sparsely attends practice and doesn't have any natural talent?" Temple's eyes flash a bit with a sort of mischief, a secretive smile tugging at the corners of her lips.