"It looks fab!" he complimented her most sincerely, as he looked over her outfit, smiling as she returned his words as well. He took his ticket, holding it carefully, lest someone in this unruly throng attempt to snatch it from him. It was a valuable commodity, after all.
He took her arm carefully as they got in line for one of the entrances into the stadium, waiting their turn to present their tickets. They were headed toward the floor, where the more valuable, better visual seats were. And there would undoubtedly be vendors galore to cater to their drinking needs.