Jono followed Tamsin's glance, and then nodded his understanding. No, no, he'd turn him down for Irene, too. Goddamn, well scored, Tamsin.

//Well, then I suppose I'll have to keep an ear open for that,// he decided. //I hope you have an excellent evening, luv. And thank you again for accepting that bloody wine.//

He was glad to be rid of it, honestly.