Of course, all the flirting just went right over Tom's head, but nobody needs to know that, least of all Tom. He just nods as if given a new business perspective, or while learning about burger flipping.

"Huh. Makes sense, when you put it like that." Tom had envisioned something more like a runway show. He saw one of them on the telly, once. Realizing the extent of his ignorance, he ducks his head down a bit, feeling suddenly out of place once more. It comes and it goes, it seems. "Sorry. I don't know nothing about any of this stuff." He assumes it's a London thing.