"Right. Get your coat. Best regards, Angelo, maybe next time."
He strode back to the table, downed his entire glass of wine in about two gulps, then grabbed John by the hand. His social skills might leave a lot to be desired, but at least he had some sense of when to leave.
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Date: 2012-02-05 03:23 am (UTC)He strode back to the table, downed his entire glass of wine in about two gulps, then grabbed John by the hand. His social skills might leave a lot to be desired, but at least he had some sense of when to leave.
John's phone buzzed again. Mycroft. Of course.
Ah, romance.