Viv was caught quite unawares by the familiar voice addressing her. She turned, and blinked, and realised that Harry had spoken to her. Swallowing the large lump in her throat, she wet her lips and turned to him. This could go very badly, she knew, so she had to play it well to avoid any more heartbreak and hurt.
"Evening, Harry," She replied softly, her tone considerably warmer than his. She even accompanied it with a small smile. "You're looking well."