"So sorry," Lily said, not sounding a bit of it. "He was perfectly pleasant. I might even say solicitous." Her mouth twitched toward a smile. "Though he did go on a bit. But you may not--" No twitch about it, she was definitely grinning. "--hex someone at a charity gala for liking to show off his vocabulary. Come on." She tucked her hand firmly around James's elbow, and tugged him toward the refreshments. "I need a drink. I know I said I wouldn't, but one glass of champagne won't hurt, and I think I've earned it." She blinked then, and frowned a little. "What did you do with Florrie?"