Reception - Bryn and Rawdon
Rawdon quirked an eyebrow at her in return as she offered him a cigar. He hadn't been hinting, but now that the offer was out there he couldn't say that he wasn't tempted.
The slightly cheeky look faded at her response, although of course he hadn't expected anything else when he'd asked. He followed her gaze, and wondered briefly what was going on there. Sarah seemed to have it under control, though, so he figured he could spare a moment.
He pulled out the chair he was leaning on, and took a seat beside Bryn instead. "Then you can certainly tempt me, on the condition that I can keep you company over here for a while," he insisted, and then changed his tone to something a little less morose, and a little more teasing. "Can't have a gal sitting all on her own wearing a dress like that now, can I?"