"I get a kiss and am a 'darling'?" Famine managed get to his feet and pulled out the chair for Psyche. He owed her at least that much. No, he owed her much more than just politeness but that could wait until later.
Much later.
"You look very pretty, doc," he added, after he'd settled down comfortably again and smiled at her. "I had no idea you were a VIP at this place. How come?"