The room goes very, very quiet, and all of his instincts tell him he's surrounded by a pack of vicious hunting animals. Leigha seems to be oblivious to the mood, and beams a smile at him. "Yes, of course, darling. We can't possibly be late! Goodbye for now, friends!"<br/><br/>Once they're well out of earshot, her cheery demeanor turns into a scowl. "What a pack of harpies," she says, with a note of disgust.