It was a bit of a relief that she mentioned dinner. It was an avenue that was easy for him to commit to — it cost very little to have a few extra plates at the table — but allowed him to still feel as though he hadn't entirely thrown them to the wolves. He did wonder how the timing might look to outsiders... people outside the Greengrass home wouldn't necessarily know that Greer and Lorelei had wanted to find their own accommodations, and might assume that either he had unfairly ousted them in order to make room for his new bride, or that Miss Farley had demanded they leave. The former he could live with — his own reputation didn't much matter to him at this point, as evidenced by the lie he'd told Mrs. Dempsey in the coatroom — but the latter seemed unfair to Miss Farley, who was already going to have a pretty bad shake of things. But it wasn't as though Ford was going to be able to say anything to deter her, anyway. In fact, him arguing the point and trying to get them to stick around a few more weeks or months might only make Greer more stubborn in her conviction to leave as soon as possible.

So, let the cards fall where they may, and they'd just have to make the best of it as they went. "We'd love to have you back for dinner, as often as you like," he agreed. "I, ah, don't know about anyone else's things. I don't think Noble would need anything, but — you'll have to ask them."

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