Watching as the minutes ticked by, Marion put the finishing touches to her hair and makeup. This would mark the very first time that they had been seen out in public together for anything that wasn't entirely related to his work, and she was determined that she would shine by his side, complementing his lean form with her curves. Not for the first time, she was thankful for his height, glad that she could wear proper heels and still be the shorter between them.<br/><br/>The house stair was only another 20 feet and a turn away when she heard him call for her presence. She smiled to herself at knowing his habits well enough to know that when he told her that he wished to leave at a certain time that he would wish to leave at that time, as opposed to one of her suitors who had a habit of waiting to even get ready until the time specified. That had been quite the brief courtship. She paused to take a breath and then stepped out onto the landing, one hand trailing lightly over the railing as she made her way down, watching his face, trying to gauge his reaction as she held her own. The suit he wore was suitably tasteful and thankfully not in conflict with the color of her gown. She might have frowned at the stun lance he was wearing, but it would have been over his refusal to hire a bodyguard, which would have rendered the personal defensive weapon redundant. Lacking a guard or even a driver, however, left their defense up to him, and she couldn't help but be a bit thankful that he took at least that part seriously.<br/><br/>She found herself smiling as she reached the floor to meet him. He really was rather easy on the eyes in that lanky intelligent sort of way, and she thought that if she could only figure out what it was that kept him from a repeat of their honeymoon night, she'd be quite pleased with the match, even if he continued to be a social recluse. She stifled a sigh, unwilling to ruin the mood before the outing had even gotten started.