"Well, Perfection, I'm going to have to rush you, or we'll be the late and I already pity the poor bastards working tonight." Of course, being a DI, he was always on call to work, but he also knew crime rates dropped off a fair amount in the winter when people were too cold to care, and there were plenty of single cops who could work tonight.
When Darcy stepped out, Magnus' eyebrows nearly reached his hairline and he stood gawking for a moment before his brain caught up. "God, you look fantastic."
He crossed the distance between them to kiss her cheek, not wanting to smear her lipstick just yet.