The hands are one of the most telling things about a person, and Ransom is nothing if not extremely observant, always seeking little details to use for or against someone. He takes her hand, places a courteous little peck on the back of it before gently letting it down. He hasn't been around hands like hers a whole lot, and it immediately makes him curious.

He laughs at their shared joke, before shaking his head.

"Are you kidding? I had a whole meal before I came here." She doesn't acknowledge his name, which makes this a little more difficult. The challenge hooks him in like a fish.

"I was charged with organizing this thing, so I knew." He lifts his brows, tips his head with a roll of his eyes to downplay the fact. He's not showing off here. "Should I start apologizing for not ordering real catering, or is the bougie fingerfood impressing you?"