"Excellent." He grinned, looking her up and down. "Sorry I hadn't said anything yet, but you look terrific."
Reaching for her hand, Callen laced his fingers through Tracey's. "Let's get going, then. We can Side-Along, since you haven't been to this place yet. It's delicious-- although I will warn you, you're not allowed to order your own food. The owner brings you whatever she thinks you should have. Trust me, though, it's worth it."
Cleo's was an ethnic little hole-in-the-wall in Diagon that was a favorite amongst the profilers that Callen worked with. He'd been wary the first time he'd gone, but it had definitely turned out for the best.