Beginning of the ball.
"My ears are burning," Came the tell-tale voice of Harold Dingle. He appeared, as if out of no where, wearing a rather fashionable black set of dress robes and a little less fashionable slightly beaten top hat that he was rarely seen without, "Talking about me?"
He gave Ernie a grin before sliding up next to Sally to present her with a glass of champagne, "You scrub up quite well Sal!" It was a compliment, albeit a very wonky, sort-of offensive one. But his expression showed that Harold meant nothing by it. He was teasing her. Teasing Sally had officially gone on his list of favourite activities.