Theodore watched her expression, change and then observed how it was covered up. "Yes that was exactly why I wanted to change," he said with a shrug. He took a sip of his coffee before realizing that he should actually try to be hospitable.
"Would you care for a glass of wine? There's a very pleasant red somewhere around here," he asked, noticing that his glass was still on the side table. It was sometime after noon so it wasn't too inappropriate of a time to offer a drink. In his mind, at least. He didn't drink often, but this was one of those days that merited a drink. For some reason or another. And in any case, he had a bottle of red open somewhere.