By Christ, you are delectable
So hop up on to this pedestal
"Oh, I'm well aware of the fun you get up to, Nathaniel." However, it seemed Sam wouldn't be getting his angry banter right away, people swiftly coming to cut off his access to bitchy comments with civil conversation. For the moment he relinquished, grabbing a glass of wine before he replied: he was going to need it.
At least he was being distracted by compliments: he smiled at Loren, very much appreciative of attention from a handsome man in his current messy state. "Wordsworth, yes. Thank you very much. It was a wonderful play to act in...Mr...?" Sam held out a hand to greet his admirer, unsure of his identity (yet feeling like he had some vague recognition?).
Rexanna came to give him a squeeze, which at least comforted him a little, though he still couldn't help following Nate with his eyes around the room (why did he smile like that, huh? What did Sunjata have that he didn't?). "A review? Oh, you're a critic? If you like, I do have free tickets to next week's Macbeth, for a few." He offered, not giving into superstitions about not naming the play.
At least he was being distracted by compliments: he smiled at Loren, very much appreciative of attention from a handsome man in his current messy state. "Wordsworth, yes. Thank you very much. It was a wonderful play to act in...Mr...?" Sam held out a hand to greet his admirer, unsure of his identity (yet feeling like he had some vague recognition?).
Rexanna came to give him a squeeze, which at least comforted him a little, though he still couldn't help following Nate with his eyes around the room (why did he smile like that, huh? What did Sunjata have that he didn't?). "A review? Oh, you're a critic? If you like, I do have free tickets to next week's Macbeth, for a few." He offered, not giving into superstitions about not naming the play.
I’ll stick you up in pride of place
SAMUEL
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