She turned her head a bit to nuzzle at his neck, kissing there, letting her hands slide up around his chest and taking in the warmth of him against her. Of that soft glowy feeling he was sending to her. "Jeri wouldn't be caught dead at something like this. I'm not rich enough for her taste. Maybe if it was Danny's homecoming..." Jeri and her weren't exactly friends. Just... people who'd been through shit together and tried to keep it professional. "I think Malcolm's working through some shit on his own." And both of them knew that neither of them would take him not coming personally. Her and Malcolm's relationship was solid, but it had its weird ups and downs.

Her hand slid down to the edge of his shirt and untucked it, pulling it out to let her fingers slide along warm skin. "You have a good time?"