Drifting closer as the line shortens by way of attrition, Tom lifts his chin in amusement, recognition. "Tremendous..." His eyes dance as they watch Chase dash... then glance on back to Penny, dim with recognition. "Lovely night for it, don't you think? Or are you just stocking up to replenish what was lost on All Saints?" Tom, of course, looks almost identical to that night by the docks.