[ Crowds usually didn't bother her, but there was something about that place that was stifling and uncomfortable. She couldn't blame him when he began to divest and loosen his cuffs; if she were dressed as he would, she would be doing the same.

(...And there was that phrase again. Hm.) ]

You can say that again. But we're out now, so I wouldn't worry too much.

[ Even her tone seems to have eased a bit. That place really was taking a toll on the both of them. ]

Isn't that part of the fun? Seeing so many people together, enjoying themselves and each other's company?