Blaise knew it was easier to ignore somethings than it was others. He'd also been fortunate enough that his general demeanor was to let just about everything roll off his back unless it was a point blank, full on assault.
"It's I who should be buying you a drink," he argued as they made their way toward the bar. True enough this wasn't a date, but that didn't mean he had to allow proper manners to fly out the window. "Sounds like you're making your way up in the world," he grinned as she talked about her new job. "Might even get you out from under your aunt."