Vivienne shook Ariadne's outstretched hand. "You two look like you just came from a ball," she commented eyeing Ariadne and Arthur's attire.

"We did, actually," Arthur said as he helped Ariadne out of the taxi. She was having a hard time so he lifted her in his arms, bridal style. "Got a first-aid kit?"

"I do." Vivienne led them into her home, it was even more opulent inside. "Go wait in the kitchen, I'll be back in a few seconds." She points to a door and he walks through with Ariadne still in his arms. He places her on a bar stool and unties his handkerchief.