Neil's smile goes a little bit cheeky. He slips inside, shivering off the last little bit of the cold as they both step in. It only takes a second for a waiter to direct them to a booth off to the side. Neil's a little grateful for the slight seclusion; they're out of the way without being completely invisible to the staff.

If he's going to flirt in public with a man he hardly knows, who offered him a fanciful job, he might as well do it slightly away from the rest of the evening crowd.

"And what were you doing out, before I caught you, if you don't mind my asking?"