Leah and Bertie
"Mister Eden," Leah's answering grin was visible through the mask and her eyes danced with amusement.
If he hadn't already been a paramour of her father's she might look at him differently, but he seemed a decent sort and so far had been a good friend to her. She liked Bertie, even his somewhat bumbling nature had a certain charm to it.
"I think we would make very pretty babies so they might be on to something." Leah couldn't help but tease him, watching for the blush. "But since your parents aren't here to march us down the aisle at gunpoint I'll settle for a dance."