He couldn't help but chuckle, nodding and raising his glass in her direction. "We'll always have Paris," He repeated, finishing his champagne and casually slipping it on a waitresses tray as she passed by. He wanted to make more casual conversation, ask her what she's going to do, when someone caught his eye.

"Oh look, Miss Olivia Dunham. This can't be good," He said more to himself than anything else, not knowing that the two were acquainted.