[ a huff of breath -- almost laughter. ]

That's not the sort of combative I'm talking about. [ not the sort that has anything to do with real combat, that is. ] More like -- a standoffishness, I suppose. The sort of behaviour that drives a man to attend something like this and then spend the whole night looking sour about it.

[ her attention doesn't turn on tony, just then, but she sure as hell knows where he's standing and glowering at that very moment. ]