drink in the wild air

Mateo

Should'a seen what I wore
I had a cane and a party hat

"Ah, what happned in Stormbreak was a rendezvous," Mateo retorts smoothly, waggling a finger at Vesper and leaning in to take another sip of his cocktail. "One that turned into a bar crawl, which then turned into a hook-up. Several hook-ups." Hopefully the other man doesn't find any issue with that description, because if he does Mateo will happily point out that dates normally do not take place in brothels.

Despite himself, he adjusts ever so slightly on the barstool as if to invite those shadows to continue their nefarious wanderings, no matter what he might have said about their teasing. "Mm, I did say that, didn't I?" he concedes, finishing the cocktail and setting the empty glass down with a dimpled smile. "But I cannot wreck your night if you are over there and I am over here." Shrugging mildly, he leans in a fraction closer to hear of Vesper's additions to the bar.

"Oh I see," he says, eyes gleaming wickedly. "Will I recognise that private room I wonder? Alas, you cannot leave the bar untended, can you?"

Nodding a clear yes as he's offered another cocktail, he slides his empty glass further towards Vesper.

I was the king of this hologram
where there's no such thing as getting out of hand