Flopping down into her own seat at the other desk, Evelyn blows a stray curl out of her eyes and gives Abigail a crooked smile. The expression doesn't falter this time when she reaches for her tea and waves the steam away with her hand, processing Abigail's query and wondering how many times she's answered this question before.

"England, originally. I grew up at Mentmore Towers, it's- um. An estate over a village in Buckinghamshire."

She isn't entirely sure if that means anything at all to Abigail, as knowledge of the English peerage rarely extends to Americans whose surnames are not Waldorf, Astor, Carnegie or Rockefeller. Probably best to move onto more exciting information.

"But my mother was Egyptian, so we spent summers and holidays in Cairo. It inspired me to study archaeology as a profession."