Terence & Silviya & Marcus (eventually!)
"Mm," he smiled, his hands continuing even as he leaned into her. His younger, Hogwarts self would kill him for what he was getting to do right here, right now, ever-so-slightly letting himself get close enough to her to actually smell her hair... his eyes closed before he could stop himself, and for a split second he could almost pretend it actually was real.
Of course... that was when their drinks had to arrive, Terence opening his eyes again with some annoyance. Letting go of only one of her shoulders, he grabbed for his scotch to take a long sip. "You know," he started, knowing fully well that this was a damn gutsy thing for him to be saying, "under normal circumstances, you'd be getting this massage in a veeery different location."