"Thank you, darling. We'll make quite the pair." She moved gracefully to the fully stocked bar, and poured him three fingers worth of Scotch. She handed it to him, then poured one for herself as well.
After a small sip she said, "I think you'll not mind the opera as much as you think; and I've had the theatre make a few adjustments to our box seats so the noise shouldn't bother you over much." It wasn't something they talked about, but she knew he didn't like loud places. She wanted him to be as comfortable as possible.