"Oh, I see," Gray complained as Arden shook Konnar's hand (Which might be a bit cooler than a normal person's? Or might not! Canon loves to be vague!) "I see how it is. Everybody picks on Gray."
Konnar gave them both a smile that was very careful not to show any fang. "He should be used to it by now," he told Arden. "And he does have just the worst pickup lines." Gray squawked in outrage, but Konnar ignored that. "If you find yourself overwhelmed, you can ask one of the staff to direct you to Alastair."
"Yeah, he's hiding," Castor tossed in before he wandered off in the direction of the dance floor.
"He prefers the atmosphere of my private lounge," Konnar said.
"Which is diplomatic for 'he's hiding,'" Gray translated for Arden.
The corners of Konnar's mouth tipped up, and he did not argue. "Please, be welcome. Have fun. Tell my staff your drinks are on these reprobates' tab."
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Date: 2024-09-14 07:09 pm (UTC)Konnar gave them both a smile that was very careful not to show any fang. "He should be used to it by now," he told Arden. "And he does have just the worst pickup lines." Gray squawked in outrage, but Konnar ignored that. "If you find yourself overwhelmed, you can ask one of the staff to direct you to Alastair."
"Yeah, he's hiding," Castor tossed in before he wandered off in the direction of the dance floor.
"He prefers the atmosphere of my private lounge," Konnar said.
"Which is diplomatic for 'he's hiding,'" Gray translated for Arden.
The corners of Konnar's mouth tipped up, and he did not argue. "Please, be welcome. Have fun. Tell my staff your drinks are on these reprobates' tab."