Gerald/Baz
Gerald smirked. He couldn't help being amused even if Basil was a little embarrassed by their teasing. And well Gerald couldn't help but enjoy the look of Basil's hair all mused. So different from the usual calm and put together look he always portrayed. Maybe being at this concert was loosening Baz up a bit after all.
Once Gerald checked over Basil's numbers (thought he trusted the were right) and compared them to the vender girl's numbers. That was quick and easy. "Thank you," Gerald said when she offered them the badges. He didn't expect Basil to put it on him, but Gerald figured it was some kind of retribution for the earlier teasing.
"Indeed, can't let the fans think I'm just in it for the money," Gerald said grinning, trying not to show any nerves that Basil was quite close. He should have been used to that by now with Basil always adjusting his tie, and the occasional misaligned buttons. "Alright, let's go send off that owl and get you a drink before you dehydrate on me," Gerald said with a smirk.