Tseng grinned a little wider at the rather obvious stare. It was far more polite than the catcalls she would have gotten if the other Turks were here. Or Rufus. She frowned briefly at that thought, and then shoved it aside. She was going to have fun tonight, damnit.

She gestured at the tie in Czesiek's hand. "Get that on, and then we can head out. The evening's on me."