Jonah continued into the ballroom, while Mayan headed for the restrooms.
I followed him over to the tables containing items for the silent auction. Catching Rafael's eye, I nodded at our quarry. I didn't expect any trouble, but I'd brought Rafael here to watch my back.
Jonah studied the bids on a wine tasting tour.
I stopped at a glossy card detailing another item that was up for auction. "Five hundred dollars for high tea? I better get to eat my body weight in tiny sandwiches for that."
Jonah gave me a smooth smile. "The tea is for two people so unless you're planning on showing up stag, I think you'd be disappointed."
"Maybe I could bring a stuffed animal, like I used to when I had tea parties as a kid." I wrinkled my nose - hopefully adorably and not like a cocaine addict jonesing for a fix. "Girl thing. I'm sure you didn't have tea parties."