The Morbid Socialite watched with slowly growing amusement. Yes, of course, he was missing out on hearing what was being said, but the Maven's reaction said all he needed to know. He somehow still looked smug, but pleasantly surprised and delighted by the expressions the lady across from him was making.

Then his name was said.

Watching the expression shift, even without knowing what was said, the Socialite still felt positively scandalized! What a wonderful feeling. They turned away, hand covering a mouth biting a lip. Barely heard under their breath was a muffled "Mary, Mother of... Goodness gracious..." And he didn't even know what was being said!