Helpfully, Aldaras's brain decides to completely shut down and he's left standing there, staring. Silent.
"Hi," he says, blinking. "Sorry, my - head just - I um. I like the dress." Pause. "A lot."
"Thanks. There's also a little cape it comes with -" She reaches, and comes up with a thing of purple-dyed fur that goes over her shoulders. It clips at her throat with a silver clasp. "I was thinking of something more understated, but Mom said this one, and I brought her along for a reason, I'm glad you like it."
Annie talks to people and eats tasty food and politely declines to dance and seems to have a reasonably good time!
"That was surprisingly fun," he declares, when they are all out of party and going home.
(He doesn't realize what other reasons she might have for the thoughtful look.)
And then she stands on tiptoes and puts her hands behind his head so she can tug him down and kiss him.
Oh.
Aldaras tells his brain to kindly shut up for a little while and just kiss Annie. He's quite gentle about it, and lets her set the stage for how she wants the kiss to go, but - kisses.
Apparently the agenda for today is a couple of brief exploratory kisses and not thorough makeouts, but she is smiling when she sets her heels back on the ground.
He touches her cheek with a thumb and smiles back. Lovey look? Lovey look.
"Home we go," he agrees, sounding like his head's up in the clouds, running an expedition to find the promised land of fairies and candy or something else that's delightful. He's probably not coming back down to this planet for a while.
Eeeee! Hand holding! Kissing! Annie in a gorgeous dress! This is the best day.
She kisses him again before she lets herself into her house and shuts the door.
The next day is less wonderful.
It starts with a phone call, followed by, "We're terribly sorry, but the artifact you left with us has been stolen." Then, even better, "The thimble, too."
Shit.
Aldaras says he has to go before the receptionist can go on her tangent about how they 'Have the best minds' looking for it. Because he needs to call Annie. This is information she needs to know. Not just because it's important, but because it's the thimble, and his necklace.
He hangs up on the receptionist with only a necessary explanation (he can throw the 'keeper' excuse to make her go away: it's even true) and then calls Annie.
"Salutations. Both the necklace and the thimble are missing. Probably stolen."