L’aire recognized Perry’s car as they pulled up. She’d been it enough times she could probably spot it anywhere…well that didn’t have other BMW’s outside, like some of the law firms. The Dancer had gotten on and off the bike enough that she could probably manage it herself, but she’d never shy from John’s hand as it was held out for her. Shaking her head. “Of course not, I’m rather use to riding by now.” Although she was curious if she may have accidentally pressed a heel into his thigh. L’aire didn’t often wear them, but it seemed like a crime to wear the pans she had on with only flats. She adjusted her leather jacket a little as she got off the trike. The Fairest hadn’t zipped it entirely up and there was a sparkle beneath it, maybe not too predominant at the time but it was there. She also didn't wear it often as she was afraid it'd get caught on things but tonight seemed like a good night.
L’aire really loved the shirt John was wearing. His blue eyes even bluer than normal, and from the looks of the atmosphere inside, they were only going to stand out more tonight. Perry looked as dashing as ever too. It was kinda sad she never saw the Fairest...Lawyer with a boyfriend that was steady. But he was a Spring and in that she understood.
“Heya Perry. Ready to hit some balls?” The Dance grinned while they came upon the Shadowsoul.
Gently laughing she looked to both of them a moment. “You guys aren’t going to tease me if I suck, right?”
-1 Glamour for Hardened Mask