Good. That surely meant she could finish off his beer. She was a useful Nine, wasn't she?

And she was being a good girl by not suggesting he chuck his pager into the nearest patch of flowers. Look at how lovely an Upper Card she was being for her King.

"A girl has to try." Her fingers were light in a quick smoothing over of her hair, smile briefly just a touch sharp as she glanced out over the dancers. "Or, well. A woman likes to. Once, you know, she's actually grown."

The second wife was clearly in attendance tonight.