She did a little jerk of her head, as if shaking it as he finished off his wine and turned away. Not even worrying about the rest of her own, she set it down and began to follow him. Half way there she heard a noise and white dust was falling, she figured a cupid had exploded- and continued to follow to the coats.
Not looking at him as he put his own, she sneered at the house elf before taking her own. With nimble fingers she put the flowing cloak around her shoulders clasping the ornate clasp. Smoothing out the edges, she raised her chin slightly and gave him a look. "You are planning the escape." Jill stated, eyes dancing, even though her face was much more serious.