Daphne was in an almost giddy sort of mood. Actually, she'd been bordering on it back and forth for a good portion of the day. That and ridiculously hungry, along with the random five minutes of moping and pouting over missing fun things on the network because she was slaving away in the kitchen. She had chalked it up to possible weird PMS and not given it a second thought.
She made her rounds of the party, intentionally not rushing immediately to Jack when she saw him. His ego was fine without that little boost. But once more or less everyone was there and people had started to eat in earnest, she sauntered over to him with a plate in her hands. "Are you enjoying yourself, love?"