Annabelle doesn't think it's unacceptable, but it's unfamiliar.

"I think that's true more depending on one's age and worldliness," she contests.

Her eyes fall around her knees, and she kind of fiddles with the hem of her oversized sweater. She looks off to the side, rolling her eyes about the room, and glances back at Lauren.

"Seems natural to me," she says. "for a young man to be curious." She pauses, seeming to gain some of her confidence back. She grins at Lauren.

"What curiosities have you?"