"Likewise," he glanced quickly, "Ms. Bond."  No ring that he could see, so a good guess.  Eric took the offered seat and another sip of his drink.  His tolerance was pretty high, after years of parties and collection premieres, but still, he wasn't a Reid or Hilton.  Better to go slow, no need to get sloppy drunk.  "If you don't mind my asking, to what do we owe the pleasure of your company tonight?"