Please Welcome to the Stage...

"Oh," Ronin said with a lopsided smile, nodding a greeting to Remi and instantly regretting it as his pounding head protested. "Well I'm not technically a married man, so I'd be worried if I did look like one normally... but equally I'm afraid the ravaging is off the table." Still, he offered a charming wink and blew a kiss at his friend (on purpose, of course, because he could see that Remi had turned red as a beet) before swanning over to take a seat on the nearest comfortable looking cushion. "A show?" he echoed. "What kind of a show?" He didn't think he was up for anything more strenuous than a bit of applause and sultry looks, but he'd try. "And oi, mind your comments about the table. It wasn't my fault, the table was defective." ronypony it's always nice to make an impression