Well, at least she hadn't chosen to revisit the topic of Sturgis. Now that Darien was rightfully terrified of making an arse of himself with this bird, he didn't really need any reminders as to why he should at least try to be less like... him than he normally was.
See, he knew how to control himself if he had to. Take that! Darien Dobbs was indeed mature and not entirely an idiot!
Sometimes. Occasionally.
Once in a while.
"Definitely overpriced," he said with a laugh, although not entirely sure she'd been joking. He hoped she had been, or else she was going to absolutely hate the place. "But I've got ya covered, no worries." No exaggeration--he was fully enjoying that hitwizard check coming bi-weekly to his Gringotts account. It seemed that risking your life day-by-day actually paid pretty well as a career, strangely enough.
Coming up on the entrance, he pulled her inside with a wave to the doorman--a friend, considering his frequent party schedule--and into the vibrating den of music and lights. "Not too shabby, eh?"
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