[Mini Event] Be Our Guest

At Remi’s teasing, Loren swallowed, then shifted his weight awkwardly a bit from side to side. ”Some people would be wrong then.” The words were hardly confident. ”But I’d be happy to attend your next show. Might even write about it. Text me the details.” When the engineer mentioned he had to go to his husband, the journalist nodded. Watching Remi leave, Loren made sure to pour himself a generous glass of wine before he finally headed back to the main mass of guests. When he spotted that Wessex had arrived, he grimaced, and ducked away from the fighter’s sight. He’d written some less than complimentary things about her after some comments she made post one of her fights and things had spiraled from there. Passing Oliver, the journalist gave his former classmate a cheerful wave. ”Hey Oliver. Let’s catch up later.” Wessex was still there, though, so Loren continued to move away. Then he got swept up in the conversation with Samuel. Before the journalist could actually respond to the actor, Rexanna interjected. Loren rubbed the back of his head a bit sheepishly. ”Loren. Loren, uh, Launceleyn.” His family name was fairly recognizable as one of the wealthiest and oldest around, though he was from one of its more distant branches. Still, he shook Samuel’s hand easily enough. ”Yes, I’m a critic, among other things. I would love tickets.” However, he bit his lip. ”Sadly, I don’t get to choose my assignments. But maybe if I run the possibility of an interview with the lead actor in addition to covering the show by my editors they’d go for it.” Loren let his voice end on a somewhat hopeful note. Then he took a large sip of his drink, knowing he'd need to be a bit buzzed to get through the many awkward conversations he had ahead of him. LOREN Books over brawn