The company is good, and he's enthused to be going out. He goes out fairly often, but it's good to have someone to go with, to be going out with the prospect of dancing and having fun, and not anything else.

They hurry out to the taxi, and Neil smiles as he keeps an arm around Rosie in the backseat and tells the driver where to go. Nothing is very far in Darrow, but it's good to have the moment to gear up.

When they pull up outside, he's glad that there's no line. He pays for the cab and holds the door open for her, helping her out so she doesn't flash too much leg.

"The good news is," he says as they head to the door, "we're both exceedingly good looking. So we'll probably get free drinks, if we want them."