Susan has done essentially nothing, but she puts a soft hand on Janet's shoulder and squeezes lightly. "Of course," she says. "Anyway, we've got the prettiest company tonight." She flicks a glance over to Janet. "I would dance with you, if you wanted. Or we could -" she pauses, thinking. It doesn't seem tonally appropriate to suggest their third date now. "- get rather drunk and plot a takeover of the Mansion, if you'd rather."