Another sigh left the man as he saw her bow this deeply and with such excitement. The artist easily freed one of his wrists and used the hand to gently pat the woman’s head in a friendly way while a smile spread on his plump lips. “Now, is there a dresscode? Something else I need to know? I have to admit, you did not give away much information.”
Staightening her back, the blonde woman had her lips flashing him another grin, a thankful one this time. “Oh– right, right– I-I- know it, sorry-” She was most likely too eager to have him to agree coming with her that she forgot to mention anything about the event. “A some sort of an opening. A new restaurant opening, and yeah… formal, ot too formal… that’s all, I think. Dinner’s on me, really, do’t worry. Just be there, alright?”
