Tadhg is neither, and his trace of nerves vanishes when he spots his friend. Maneuvering carefully and quietly, he slips up behind her and politely waits for a brief pause in the conversation, at which point he puts his hands over Angela's eyes.

"Your fairy godfather is ready to steal you away for the afternoon," he murmurs in her ear. "Hopefully nothing will turn into a pumpkin during the proceedings, but he can make no promises."