"Probably," Martha agrees, without a hint of irony. "A lot of the animals are endangered, so they might not be alive otherwise. And some of them were born at the zoo, so..."

"Oh." She can't help being disappointed--she was hoping that was Eboracon--but Esca recognizing it is a good second. They've come to the restaurant floor and are now idling near the stairs, because Martha's a little too engrossed in this mystery to explain the choices to him. "God, I'm crap at geography. Um. Maybe Durham? Or Yorkshire, I guess?"