[Colin wraps an arm around Fran, knowing that this sort of comfort has always been what she needed. Others disappear as he focuses solely on her, all else are only distractions. His sister has arrived, she must be overwhelmed, so she alone should hold his attention. It doesn't matter how undressed they are or how wet their clothes become, he only sees her.]

We're I to tell you, Fran, you may well swoon. I am familiar with this sort of fete. The food is perhaps my favorite and this wine is better than any at home.

[Yes, he's indulged.]

You are in the blush of your youth. We should not spill all of the information at once, we can do it over time.