"Oh, I'd be happy to help, and I think Ethel has to get on with her rounds making sure everyone is invited!" Huaisang turns a beaming smile at Ethel. "So lovely to see you as always, darling, I can't wait to see what you'll wear to the luncheon! You know how I just love your taste in dresses."

Huaisang has rarely seen any fashion he hates more than the hideous yellow flower splatters printed on Ethel's current dress, but what matters is the way that Ethel coos and preens under the flattery, and goes on her way, leaving Huaisang alone with his friend. "Shall we head inside before anyone else makes sure we've received our invitations?"