Iryna laughed. "No, I ordered it as a surprise. She speaks very fondly of her time there. It seems to be a special place. I am proud to support it."
"Carrie, I like her." Mitch moved back toward the kitchen. "Iryna, you want a beer?"
Iryna bargained down to a Diet Coke, and Mitch tossed her one from the kitchen, which Iryna caught easily. "What do you do for a living, Iryna?"
Cindy blushed furiously. "Mitch, Honey!"
"What?" Cindy's incredulous look didn't sway her. "I'm just curious."
"Sweetheart, that's..."
I cut in. Couldn't help myself. "No, no, let's see how long it takes her."
Iryna smirked at me before answering. "I'm a professional tennis player."
"Really? Wow. Ukraine's a great tennis country. You have a couple of women in the Top Ten right now, don't you?"
"We do." Iryna
