She was setting him up, right? It was too easy to take the bait and offer an intimate rendevouz at a exclusive locale (Tony already had a line ready like they had prepared a script). Instead, he licked his lips, eyes darting around the room like he could tally the number of guests that had already made that offer tonight. Too easy.
"Keep them waiting, makes them hungry," he advised instead, relaxing back into his comfortable corner like he wouldn't be going anywhere fast and keeping his voice low, as if he shared a secret that couldn't be used against him. "Better yet, come with me, drive them crazy," he grinned. That would happily draw him away from the wall, and everybody would win. Who actually wanted to shake that many sweaty hands?