Banner adjusts his servers vest and walks with a tray onto the gala floor. He watches the guests, looking for a Doctor Thea Johnson amid them. Walking towards her, he hears the voice of the one person in the world he wanted to avoid.
Jack Megee grumbled to the beautiful lady on his arm, "there's never enough alcohol to make this entertaining."
"Jack. You are not getting drunk here, you're on the job." his date (and boss' daughter) says.
"I didn't mean me. It's always funny when a socialite loses it on the dance floor." he smirks.
"it's a charity dinner Jack."
"yeah, you'd think they would want them to get drunk. They'd get more money that way."
Banner lets loose an involuntary snort.
Jack's head whips around, looking for the noise. His date glares at him, "he's not here."
"but I heard.."
she cuts him off, "no! Just for tonight, he doesn't exist. Okay?"
He opens his mouth to argue but it closes at her expression. His shoulders slump, "fine, just for tonight."
Banner internally thanks her for being stubborn enough to handle his nemesis. He slips back to the kitchen to wait them out.