"We're really rooting for her," Nia assures their non-existent audience. She lifts her glass to her lips once again, this time to stifle a laugh, and spares a sideways glance at Addy. Her grin pulls wide. This is ten times more fun than she thought it'd be. When her gaze snaps back to their targets, the douchecub is cautiously making his move. "Ah, though he carries himself as lord of his domain among the other males, the young Aristocratus Maximus shows his inexperience in pursuit of his quarry."

Aristocratus Maximus puts on a brilliant smile when he steps up to the pretty girl to ask her to dance. The girl looks him up and down so pointedly that they can see the flick of her gaze from half-way across the room. Nia laughs, then, sputtering into her drink. "Oh my god." She says, leaning against Addy. "Fierce!"