Re: 7:15 p.m., at a booth - max
Her smile widened into a grin. "It sounds like a lot of fun, but...I don't know, kind of exhausting. All those parties and all those people! I feel like I'd get tired of it so quickly. I guess it's a good thing you're the body guard and not me, hah."
Isobel glanced down to her untouched martini, the liquid in the glass wobbling a little from the music thrumming through the air and the general movements making the table subtly move.
"So even with all of that going on, this is your idea of unwinding?" She asked in as an unjudgemental tone as she could manage, one brow arched in Max's direction.