As Slater arrived, a smile settled itself on Vivian's face; he was looking rather smart, so she was proud to be there with him, plus he was someone she knew. So she wasn't standing there alone, looking entirely out of place. "Darling," She greeted, stepping a little closer to him and kissing his cheek before looking sideways at Jacques. "Champagne, yes, thanks. You're very kind." She looked back at Slater then, leaning in to talk into his ear, so only he could hear. "Am I looking alright tonight? I wondered, you know, I want you to be proud of me..."