Laying his free hand over his heart, he managed a crestfallen look on his face. "You wound me Juniper," she wasn't wrong, but he didn't need her broadcasting it around the room. He leaned in close, "And they're perfectly respectful young ladies, just like yourself." He'd temped her in the past, though no success. He didn't pay for his shenanigans, they always came free. Sometimes to his detriment.

"You wouldn't hate it." He mused after leaning back, sipping at his wine. Their banter was always his favorite part. Kept the evenings amusing in what could otherwise be a boring event. Plus he liked to see just how much he could make her blush. "Can't have my betrothed unhappy." He continued teasing, stepping away, looking around the refreshments table for replacement sandwiches as casually as he could muster..