Frankie felt her insides get all warm at the first genuine smile on Brian's face. "That sounds like a good idea." she said, before she made her way back to the table. She flagged down one of the people with a drink tray and deposited her and his original drinks on it with a smile and 'thank you'.
She sat in the chair opposite the one Brian had been occupying and looked around the room. Amongst the living, she could see the ghostly forms that mingled alongside them. She knew they were most likely the shades of loved ones. Her own mother had made her presence known earlier that evening. The memory of it made her smile.
The ectomancer's eye found Brian as he walked back towards the table a few minutes later, drinks in hand.
"What is it?" she asked in a conspiratorial tone, smirk in place.