The Babylon has heard a great deal of Benevenuta's easy laugh this evening and hears a little more of it now as she takes his hand, finding her way to her feet and getting her balance, rising up on her toes as she stretches to work the kinks out before she snags what's left of her cocktail from where she'd set it for safekeeping.

“You'll get me into trouble,” she says, amused and not pretending not to be.