She had just finished off a glass of white wine as a hand touched her back, instinctively her foot raised just slightly as she contemplated if she'd get demoted for stabbing someone in the foot for touching her and then she heard his voice.

Tony. She let out a sigh of relief that it wasn't just anyone grabbing at her like she was the prize pig at the fair as she turned around, not stepping away from him, though leaning back just a little to get a better look.

'Who knew, a dress suits me better than a jumpsuit that's at least a size too big and baggy.' she teased, her bodice didn't leave much to the imagination if she was honest with herself and now she was close to someone she knew it once again caused her cheeks to warm. Or maybe that was the wine, but either way, she went almost as rosy as his suit.

'You look dashing. Red looks good on you.' her hands smoothed out the front of his jacket as she spoke, the material was surprisingly soft, easy under her hands. And a much better colour than what Jack had to wear. 'I'd never seen a suit before tonight,' and she was certainly a fan.