"Eliot, Darling... I'm well able to work myself out of a tight situation, you know. I'll go claim a raincheck, and we'll try to remember how we learned stuff about people before we came to rely on Hardison."
With a grin she pat his cheek, then swept past him, moving back to the table with Eliot, coming up behind him and leaning to murmur in his ear.
"I'm thinking I prefer to keep the mystery alive, pretty. Don't suppose you'll let me have a raincheck for that trip to somewhere private?"