Persephone could barely keep her jaw from dropping. He actually appreciated her dream? And he encouraged her to pursue it? This was unheard of to the young woman. He was a man. Telling a woman her dream was a good thing. Telling her to pursue it even in a male-dominated (nearly male-exclusive) field. This was a goldmine opportunity for Persephone and she jumped at it- if nothing more, she wanted Dr. Witaker as her friend. "Yes, I really do love architecture." A wry smile came to her face. "Ironically, my sense of direction around the streets is rather poor. I don't suppose you've been around Whitby enough to know the way to 19 Norbridge Street?"