Well, that's the way of women in love. They get crazy with their feelings and forget to be rational. Warnings wouldn't have mattered to her, I can bet. Though... I can see how she'd find herself so head over heels with you.

*Faye's teasing, really she is, and this guy she's dancing with is hardly the kind of man she'd spend the night with for some fun after the ball. Not least because he isn't interested. But she can't help it, it's fun to flirt anyway. The smile that crosses her lips at his final comments is perhaps the most genuine he's seen all night*

Now, that's nice. Being complimented all the more for something that isn't my breasts or my legs.