"In fact, the Minister has already tendered his regrets," he said with a roll of his eyes, "Much to my irritation, though he did send some rather good wine over. Mr. Pewter is here as a personal invite of course, I await his comments on the event with baited breath." A downward slant of his mouth indicated displeasure with the entire idea.
But he moved into a smile quickly enough, happy she liked the dress. "My grandmother always said it was the woman who made the dress," he said with a smile, leading her towards the dance floor, "My grandmother also believed that every woman deserved two turns on the dance floor at least, one a friend, one a new acquaintance." A new song was just starting up and Theo inclined his head in a mock bow, eyebrows raised, smile tickling at his lips, "So, in following with her advice would you dance with me Miss Patil?"