Terence & Silviya & Marcus (eventually!)
He'd been looking forward to this event for some time. On the one hand, Terence expected to see Nora tonight -- it would be a delightfully pleasant evening for drinking, especially what with the fall season over, even if it had ended on a rather sour note -- but for the time being, his attention was dedicated entirely to Silviya. Then again... that had become the norm for Terence over the last few weeks as she'd somehow made her way back into his life. He'd begun to question whether or not it really was a good thing, whether it wouldn't have been better for him to simply continue his streak of... dalliances, as the Prophet had so kindly put it... but then he looked at Silviya and every single one of those doubts flew out the window.
Tonight she was even more breathtaking than normal, which was saying quite a bit, considering that that was fairly standard fare for her in his eyes. Of course, she was dressed in a stunning, red little number, something that couldn't have helped much. For his part, Terence had worked hard to perfect the art of looking good and yet somehow casual enough to make it look like he hadn't cared too much, his current ensemble grey and black, even if he'd taken his jacket off to offer to Silviya in case she was cold, the two of them making their way down to the Leaky Cauldron from where he'd picked her up at her apartment.
"Take it. I insist. I won't have you getting there with your teeth chattering."