"You're a true hero." Hartley glanced at the array of drinks himself, frowning. "He was supposed to write me a report tonight. I keep having to do all of his reports, because he thinks I just come up with them to punish him. They're part of the job." And a part of the job that definitely wouldn't be happening tonight. "Tell me if you spot him, I'm annoyed, I'll dance up to him."