Daphne was surprised when he pulled her into his arms, hugging her to his chest, but she smiled just the same, even managing a chuckle at the statement about being stuck with him. "Yeah, okay," she said, actually believing him.
He kissed her on the forehead after she assured him that she wasn't very sick, and then mentioned spending the evening with her.
As if on cue, Zorbin appeared in the room, bowing low before his mistress. "Mistress Daphne, the guests are waiting," he said before disappearing with another crack.
Daphne lips curved upward into a pleased smile. "Actually," she said, finally giving a bit of a devious look. "You already have plans." She took his hand and led him towards the door, smiling at him over her shoulder. "Come on."