"Nie Huaisang of Qinghe." He gives her a swift little bow, arms forming a circle in front of himself with palms facing inward. Then a playful wink follows. "Call me Huaisang. I'd better get back to schmoozing, but signal me when you're ready to sneak out." Grinning cheerfully at her in return, he gets up and returns to socializing, keeping half an eye on his new friend as the luncheon continues.

((ooc: Would you like to skip ahead to their alcohol adventures or handwave?))