Excuse you, finding the right answer was still a bit of effort! [At least he says it with a laugh (not like she put him on the spot or anything. Oh, no. Far from it.) It's also getting harder to be him, with his perfectly-stringed words and melodic tone.

He blinks. That's awfully... blunt.]

Well. [He licks his lips. Is this what others feel like when he's examining them?] I'd like to think so, of course.

[More the compassion, not his eyes. (At least some lovely women do not point out his crow's feet. Which he does not have.) And though he feels a bit under the spyglass, so to speak, her answer relaxes him again. Was it really that good? He's beginning to piece together the sort of man she must have been with before.

Jaskier leans into her hand, moving his own to slide on top of it.]

Why, yes. Of course, Nadine. [He leans down to kiss her cheek, then offers his arm, as a proper gentleman might. At least he remembers his manners still.] I imagine Julie has not made it too difficult for us. [Considering this was her idea. Which is still bizarre, but he imagines she is looking out for her friend, in the end.] Actually, I remember she mentioned rooms upstairs. Shall we?

[He's made his way around this party in several rounds (and with a variety of drinks), so he leads the way to a stairwell he's passed several times before. Now, he's not sure what these rooms look like, but he can guess anything about Julie, he imagines they're going to be very nice. And have very large beds.

And if they don't, he'll make sure that's the case. Not that he means to go about changing someone else's domain, but. She'll understand.]