*boggles slightly but manages to recover* Yeah, all right. Why not? She's a sweet girl. I can bring a book or something, right?
*remembering something else he'd been meaning to ask you for ages, about the birthday present he gave you* Oh, by the way, how did you like the opera? The run's nearly finished, isn't it? *ruefully* I never did get to go. I'd meant to drag Glorfindel, but— I expect an appalled email from Miss LaFleur any day now.