Trying his best to keep his eyes off the way the black, slinky dress moved around her, Cary kept his concentration on getting through the crowd. Excusing himself and trying not to lose his hat in the process as Lily kept his hand in hers. It didn't even occur to him that she'd still held on to his hand long after they'd reached the bar, not until the small warmth of it was gone. He frowned slightly but shook his head and focused instead on what kind of drink he was going to get.
"I don't know, I feel as if I should have a scotch on the rocks though," he said with a little grin. "And a cigar in the other hand."