Someone who is very curious

Surprised, you see a very pretty young woman looking at the two of you with an inquiring face framed by curly, light brown hair.

"Sorry to butt in, but I heard you mention the school and I know they were hiring some male teachers for the first time in history. Are you guys them?"

"Yes, two of them anyway. There are a total of four," Mason answers.

"Wow. You're making history," she smiles. "The first men ever to teach at Pink Rose. What's it like?"

"Not sure yet," you chips in with a smile for her. "Classes don't start til Tuesday. We just got there yesterday."

"But how do you feel about making history? I mean Pink Rose has been all women since before the Civil War, and suddenly they're hiring men. Does that feel like an honour?"

"It feels like a job," Msson answers cautiously. "May I ask who you are?"

She takes a deep breath and holds her hand out. "Holly Piper, Boston Globe. And you're Mr. Carter and Mr. Watts, am I right?