James smiled back, taking in her appearance with a detached eye. He hadn't changed to come over after having changed after work into a t-shirt and shorts and actually felt a little under dressed around her (not to mention the drool on his leg from Alistair pressing his face against it at smelling Winnie). But he did pass the tea off to her with a smile.
"Thank you," and another glance over her, "had a pleasant night out I hope?"