Wes doesn't need to look up to know that the glittering dust is being sprinkled over them. He opens his mouth to warn her of the danger, but then the urge overtakes him and he leans closer, capturing her mouth in an unexpected ardent kiss. One hand comes up to cradle the back of her head, while the other presses against the small of her back. Elektra is a fine woman. If it wasn't for Fred he might even have entertained ideas...

A round of spontaneous applause erupts around him as other restaurant goers observe the clinch and assume it's just a Parisian moment.