[Conrad winks at her, kissing the tip of her index finger and letting her hand slip out of his.]
Trust me. [He winks, takes a quick glance around, and then -- is gone. His superhuman speed comes in handy at times like these, a flutter of tablecloth the only indication that he was there at all.]
[Zelda won't have to wonder for long though, as he, beneath the table, reaches out to lay his hands gently on her knees. Don't jump, now.]