Ah, so that was where one of the birthday boys was. Terry had been making the rounds as he prepared to leave, but given that he'd hardly seen Neville all evening, he paused and took a seat on a neighbouring lounge chair. As a habit, he never let himself get drunk, but he had drunk enough for a pleasant buzz.
"Well, if the love of my life decides to up and disappear, I probably wouldn't want to talk about it either," he said lightly.