He felt the purposeful brush of fingers down to his toes. With a quick pause somewhere around his groin as a reminder that yes, this was happening tonight. If a brush of fingers did this to him, he thought as he loosened his collar, what the hell would the rest of the evening hold? More importantly, would he survive it without the embarrassment of messing his pants like a spotting pre-teen?

Deciding to start out with the easy opening Mycroft had given him, he leaned against the counter.

"Addy loved you. Couldn't stop talking about you the entire of the next day. I think she might have been a bit disappointed that your weren't there for pancakes the next morning."

Wouldn't mention about how he was definitely disappointed about that fact as he sipped the wine.
"Cor, this is delicious! Do you ever do anything by halves? Anyway, apparently you made an impact as she's been telling everyone about her new friend."

He probably shouldn't tell him about the uncomfortable conversation he'd had with Rebekah on Monday when she called to inform him about Addy's "disrespectful" behavior towards Charlie. Nor tell him about the subsequent third degree he'd gotten and He's a friend Rebekah, yes friends were not in the divorce agreement I signed .