Mouth still half-full of some spicy crepe-like thing he doesn't know the name off, Face mutters; "I knew you would."

He swallows and licks his lips, wiping his mouth before he offers; "Tell you what, after dinner we'll head to our cabin for a couple hours - bang out some vows - and then hit the late-night cocktail party to see if we can't get a little more information on our mystery ladies?"