Watson shut his eyes, momentarily. An evening with family, the two of them able to be comfortable and even perhaps a little open, just as if there were nothing wrong with their relationship -- no, that was ridiculous, there wasn't anything wrong with their relationship, he knew history would bear them out on that. It was just the here and now that was a little more uncertain.

"I look forward to it, then." He let out a contented sigh. "I shall be on my best behaviour, too, to avoid embarassing you." He flashed a smile, and reached over to the sidetable to help himself to a cigarette, balancing it with his glass as he lit it.