Lance's hold on his fork tightened, and a shadow seemed to creep into his expression.

Elora tried to engage him in conversation a couple of times, but to no avail. Watching Bettie become the center of attention, she had to stifle her rising irritation.

Then, an idea struck her. She signaled Arielle, pointing discreetly at the wine bottle.

Catching the hint, Arielle filled up two glasses with wine, holding one out to Bettie. "Bettie, it means a lot to see you here. Let's raise a glass in your honor.”

Accepting the glass, Bettie paused briefly, then downed it in one go.