It's useful information, [ Iorveth says as he draws closer to Astarion, only half-chiding as he smooths the dark-blue top over his partner's bare chest. Poor Gale makes a sound of anguish as even Iorveth glosses over the subject of Waterdeep's most important individual with a breezy: ] ―The blue suits you.

[ Don't ruin his love's fun night out with work, Gale!!! How rude of him, truly. For tonight, at least, Iorveth is committed to Astarion enjoying himself while he takes care of the busywork, so he shoots (poor) Gale (who doesn't deserve this) a warning look after giving Astarion a quick peck to the corner of his mouth. ]

I'm trusting you to entertain my beloved, not bore him.

[ The meanest elf in Toril strikes again... That said, before Gale can look at him with outraged (sad) kicked puppy eyes, he appends: ] Forget your obligations and have a good time.

[ "Hey, dumb wizard, turn your brain off for a night, why don't you." A hypocritical thing for Iorveth, of all people, to say, but it's well-meant. ]