As interesting as that final observation is, Julius files it away rather than prodding at it now. There will likely be another, less public chance to ask about it.

"Right. Why don't you take my arm and steer me his way? You can be the heroine trying to make a connection."

The man in the green tunic does not, thus far, seem to be paying the pair of them any special attention. A thin, florid man in perhaps his late 40s or early 50s, at present he's engaged in conversation with a woman roughly of an age with him. Her look is increasingly disengaged, suggesting whatever he's attempting is not working especially well.