"I'll give you a backstage pass," she promises him, glancing down at his smile and echoing it instinctively.

"I'm good- I'm learning Russian, actually." Which was to say, Natasha was teaching her. "What about yourself?" The temptation to ask about Business is high, but this is a party. Even she's smarter than to mention Business when she doesn't need to.

Jacob would have insisted she take the night off.