Xel winks at Joker, and holds up a finger... and the outer layer of the lady's cardigan flies off of her in an explosion of brightly colored butterfly wings. By the time she's finished shrieking and started staring around her in amazement, Xel has stopped laughing and wiped his eyes and gotten his face back in order, and the honeyed glow to the air around between her, the butterflies, and the two men has faded.
"Shady," he manages to get out without collapsing into giggles again, "no. Definitely forthright. --Ara!" he exclaims after a moment, having noticed that he wasn't unaccountably forced to say 'eyebright' or anything like that.