Ditto on the weary feeling. Cordelia contents herself with cupping his face and brushing her thumbs against his cheeks before stepping back and casting a hopefully subtle look around the room. Still, she gives him a radiant smile when she looks at him again.

"Yes, I saw and I am now very much a believer in non-black wearing you." And she will be twining her fingers with his. "By the way, when Mandy plays later tonight? It's your cue to dance with me."