Felicity and Galad
Galad would have gone with Felicity at just her request, but he would've politely excused himself from his date first had Felicity not made that irresistible gentle touch on his sensitive ear. So instead of excusing himself, he turned immediately to follow his betrothed, sliding his fingers in between hers.
It took an elf to know an elf. And Felicity knew the touch that would bring him without any resistance.
"Lying?" Galad turned to her, cocking his head with a smile. "I don't know what you mean."