*dryly* I'm very sorry my marriage has caused difficulties for you, Roxy. *sighing* You can just release a statement tomorrow morning or something, right? And tell people "no comment"? We've booked a flight home tonight.
*edges past you to get closer to Glorfindel, offering Liz his hand to shake* Ms. Ackerman, I presume. Ecthelion. Pleasure to put a face to the voice. *smiles at Glorfindel over Liz's head, his expression half I missed you and half I'm sorry about all this*