"Good laughs are always better at someone else's expense, anyway," he said, looking around at the rest of the crowd, though he sipped at his own drink.
Cracking a brief smile, Nathan responded, "All this considered, I think I'm doing excellently." He thought back briefly to that first night in the vaults, when Daphne had fallen asleep on him -- literally. But he'd keep their whatever-it-was to himself for the moment. "It was a nice routine, I suppose. What about yourself? Doing better?"