"Mmm, it seems someone wished for you to... what is that phrase? Walk a mile in our shoes? It can be quite cumbersome to be truthful." Not to mention dangerous depending on the information you gave away. Humans were very tetchy about how the fae twisted things but if they spend any time required to tell only the truth they would also find ways to work around the rules.

Mab did not consider beauty to be a qualification in knowing her. One of her current bodyguards was a yeti and he was nothing particularly nice to look at. That aside, beauty could become dull all on it's own. But she did not know Fagan. She had, perhaps, heard of him simply because he took in strays.

Nancy, had apparently not fully learned her lesson because her question was not as politely put as Mab's had been. The Lady gave her a long level look so that she could realize her own faux pas now that she knew how important the questions asked were. Finally she said very clearly, "You may call me Ms. Sommerset, Emma."