Lucius heard Narcissa before he saw her, that familiar tap-tap-tap of her shoes pierced the still night air and painted a smirk upon Lucius' face.
He turned at her touch, and his smirk changed into a smile. She looked more beautiful than ever in the soft glow of the street lights. As a greeting, Lucius leant in to kiss his wife on the cheek. "You look exquisite, Cissa..." he whispered before holding out his arm and gesturing to the restaurant door. "Shall we? The air is rather icy this evening."