"Siebren de Kuiper, I'm certain you'll have met him at least once. Works at the library. Dashingly handsome... Floats everywhere."

George's eyes go to find Siebren in the crowd — not difficult given he's currently dancing in the air with someone — and that barely restrained smile is back, slipping unbid through the Mask. Good lord he needs to get himself back under control, this is embarrassing.