"Miss Mountford-Miles?" Harry smiled slightly as he approached, having just emerged from the smoky dining room, having just sealed what might turn out to be a very profitable business agreement. No doubt he'd make more after the performance of the play.
"Are you enjoying yourself, Abigail?" He asked, "Forgive me for not talking to you earlier... you brother and I are no longer on the best of terms." He said, "I didn't know if you would still like to... maintain our friendship?"