Now was the time to be immediate. "No no no no." Dalton gently took her by the shoulders and turned her around. "Stay. You don't have to, but I want you to. Please." Keeping his hands on her shoulders and looking into her eyes, he gave her a pleading expression.
"Want me to help you with any bags? Or... would you like a drink?" He gestured to his champagne glass full of water. "I could get you a drink and then bring your bags to your room. Whichever room." He smiled and did the hand gesture of a talking mouth. "Sorry. Blah blah blah. I've just really- oh, it's great to see you back here. A pleasant surprise."
I'm behaving as nicely as I look... he thought, proud of himself for a second before, Nah, not really. I probably look like shit right now.