Clint wasn't particularly in the mood to attend a gala tonight but it was expected. However, with Lexi on his arm it wasn't so bad. At least they were both suffering through the horrors of black tie event wear. Still, as he glanced around he wrinkled his nose. "They may have gone overboard with all the fucking pink," he grumbled, shaking his head. He was sure it had to do with the timing and Valentine's Day and whatnot but really? It was a little sickening. "It looks like cupid threw up."
Glancing around, it wasn't hard to spot the moment Bell and Flint walked in the door as they were practically mobbed and the room went silent for a only a moment. He rolled his eyes. Perhaps he was just used to seeing them together at this point so he didn't really understand what the big deal was. Sighing, he looked around, not seeing Ade or Emma and assuming they were skipping this little event. Not that he blamed them. Still, after tea with his Aunt this morning, he really hoped everything was settling down for his cousin. Elizabeth had been... disappointed and excited and had pestered him with questions in regards to Emma.
"So that's the dress, huh?" he asked, eying her. It looked good. Very sexy and he was looking forward to seeing in a pool on the floor of his bedroom. "Emma did a good job. You should send her a thank you gift." He leaned down, brushing a light kiss to her neck.