Oh good, Carol thinks. At least he's being a good sport about this. Well, if he's going to play it all casual, two can play that game.

She looks up, smirking, then levels her gaze back on Diego, laying a hand on his shoulder, the tips of her fingers idly stroking the side of his face.

"So I see. Such a shame. It's a great party, really wish you could go see the rest of it."