Zoe Richard and Mark entered the clubhouse after a very entertaining round of golf. Zoe won obviously and she was quite proud of herself considering that she had never played golf before.
"Well gentleman." Richard said. "That was a good game. Shall we have a drink to celebrate?" Zoe and Mark nodded.
"How about champagne?" Mark suggested as they sat down. "My treat"
"Well I won't say no to a glass if you're offering" Richard replied chuckling. "How about you Zoe?"
Zoe thought about. She had never had champagne before but she didn't want to let the others down so she agreed.
As they were about to order their drinks a waiter came up to them.
"Ah Mr Hammond. Your wife is on the phone". The waiter said to Zoe. Zoe looked at him confused and then looked at her friends. They appeared to be looking at her.
Zoe then realised that Mr Hammond must be her considering that she was now married. She couldn't possibly still be related to the Gibsons anymore.
Zoe got up. "Show me the way" she said. The waiter nodded and led her to the phone.
