If some tones could carry a wealth of emotion, then this one was a veritable sultan's trove of displeasure.
"Young man," Biddie said, "you have a risky sense of humor. That, or a history of fits and amnesia. Unless there's another reason why my banker is dressed as the competition's mascot?"
"Don't let her bully you, Lou." Archie grinned over his cousin's shoulder, having the height to do so and no mask to block the view. "If she had her way, we'd all be dressed in company colors and glaring instead of dancing." He held out his good hand to the man. "It's good to see you, old sport."