"Oh, no, not at all," Molly says with a laugh, a little surprised. It's not something she'd really thought through, how it might seem when Lee got back, her looking at her phone like this, but at least it's something easily explained. She holds the phone out to show him the screen for a moment. "Solitaire. I just didn't want anyone to start talking to me about work again. We'd probably never get out of here that way, and then this'd probably be the last party you let me bring you to."

Slipping her phone back into her purse again, she shrugs into her coat, her expression warm as she glances over her shoulder at Lee. Were they anywhere else, she thinks she'd probably just turn and kiss him after she's gotten it on, but this isn't the place. It's not just another conversation about work she's trying to avoid, and they'll be on their own soon enough. "Thanks."