Brooke nodded slowly. It could wait, but she was concerned. Still, there were many eyes on all three of them, and for good reasons. She reached up and gently adjusted an earring. "Brunch tomorrow at my apartment? I can have Sharona whip up some lemon-ricotta pancakes with a raspberry syrup?" Of course, that would only happen if things went well tonight. She looked at Marcelo and added, "You're more than invited to come along as well, of course."