An eyebrow was raised at his drinking and draining and drinking again. And then, realising he couldn't see the gesture, Kitty threw herself in there and raised both eyebrows. That was the one good thing about this costume – she was allowed to be as physically expressive as she wanted.

"Don't apologise, please. We only just met. It's depressing," she drained her glass with one swift gulp, and then wondered if the crystal flute was smaller than it had first appeared, or if she was simply thirstier.

"I... well, all right. 'Miss' would probably be best. Though I'd probably answer to 'oi, you', if you'd prefer," she reached for another glass. "What should I call you?"