After a moment, Alan remembers to turn around and stop looking at the mosaic. He beams, and nods animatedly:

"They take it for granite."

He's got no idea what they're talking about, though he nudges Jamie back. Apparently, they're nudging people now? Sure. He'll go along with that.

The girl titters a laugh, and waves a hand away, psh.

"Oh, you are both just terrible —" It's not clear what Jamie's done on that account. Still, no time like the present for an introduction. "— But you can call me Carine, no second name, even though we all ought to have one tonight, don't you think? Primp ourselves all nice and posh."

She shoots a conspiratorial glance to the side, and her voice sheds its sun, abruptly pragmatic.

"Of course, I wouldn't be the only one putting on airs."