"And I wouldn't, even wearing the family colors," he tells her. Which is, of course, two acceptable answers in one. Ben's a clever one like that.

He's also setting aside his whisky without a second's hesitation. There'd been a few...imprudent displays earlier that had sent the crowd tittering, but he feels certain that they won't be having with those.

The band strikes up a jaunty number, and it's not quite the Glenn Miller Band, but it'll do, Ben thinks. "Shall we show them how it's done, lass?"