_{[ Yeah, alright, Roche can play this game too. He doesn't say anything right off the bat, opting to swallow back what was left in his glass and keep tracing his fingertips over the patches of skin he can reach without dipping too far under the collar. How many... ]}

That depends on how observant our hosts are and what their tolerance is, doesn't it?

_{[ He reaches for the bottle to pour himself another, but he doesn't pick it up. He lets his hand drop down to her thigh instead and drums a short, off-tune rhythm to go with the barely-audible music drifting throughout the Cardinal, staring from the top of her leg, down to her knee, then to the inside where he lets it sit. What he wouldn't give for another pair of hands— ]}

That aside, it could be if that's what you want, too. You could have me here and should you want to see how far you can redline my engine before I have to tap out where we're not restrained by a table, then I'm more than okay with that. They did offer us plenty of rooms for this little soirée they put together, after all. It'd be a shame to not take advantage of them at some point.

_{[ And make off with some of the goods. There's bound to be some good shit in there free for the taking, right? ]}