[ Matt takes the glass, pulling a face. He's disappointed in himself for being so immediately clockable. Once a trust fund baby, always a trust fund baby, he supposes. ]

I did my time, yeah. [ He sips. ] My parents threw a lot of dinner parties when we were kids. Still do, I'm sure.

[ With one more sip, he hands the glass back. His jacket, too, has started to feel stifling. Matt peels it off, leaving him in waistcoat and button-up. His sleeves are already rolled past the elbow, his one small act of rebellion against the evening's dress code. ]

What about you? You said you're an investigative journalist. Do you have an area of focus? Corporate corruption, the environment, those complicated human interest pieces where everybody picks a side ...?