Damian noticed the foreign scent and the white coat around her and wondered who it was from. He wanted to ask but seeing she was already sober and calm, there was no need disturbing her.
He remembered Clark wearing a white coat but couldn't imagine him giving his coat to her, plus, when she left the hall, she didn't have it and he didn't meet anyone with her as Damian. Whoever it was, didn't stay long.
His suspicions grew but he had no suspect so he sighed tiredly. For the moment, he just needed to stay with her relaxed, he would further the case later on.
Jones, who was also looking for Ivy, stumbled on them in their embrace. He quickly turned away and left. He felt sad but he had no right to be sad, he knew quite clearly that Ivy was Damian's and that he had no chance with her at all.
Damian took Ivy to the car forgetting about the event. He was already tired and so was Ivy. He put her in and also got in. The driver drove them back to the mansion.
Uh oh, They're fighting again.