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[ the door slides open quietly under his push, greeting him with the sight of the mansion interior bathed in a golden yellow light -- a welcoming atmosphere. smiles, allowing himself to feel mildly impressed that the decorations were not as atrocious or in excess as the (semi-)disastrous party-meeting in their shared past. the first goal of his evening long-since decided, he gives alyssa a kiss to the forehead, brianna a silent look to communicate his intention & a final murmur of departure to his little brothers before he gently detaches himself from them -- but not for long, he hopes, for they are who he wishes to be around the most tonight -- in search of a certain boy-turned-man (mentally, at least).

is rather glad that there seems to be a distinct lack of them running around, making his search very short & effortless. gives anna a small bow & a polite (but well-meant) smile. ]

Good evening.

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[ stares at him, as if trying to think of how to give some sort of encouragement. ]

... of course you will.

[ points a finger at her face. ]

I'M SERIOUS, DAMN IT.

[ lightly snaps her teeth at that finger. ]

I'm sure you are.

[ draws it back before it can be bit. ]

Oh ho. This is only gonna make victory that much sweeter.

[ rolls her eyes, amused. ]

I'm sorry, how many losses have you had with me? I believe too many to count.

Practice rounds.

Sore loser.

[ grumbles a little & eats the last of his tarts. ]

[ chuckles, taking one last sip of her wine before setting the empty glass on the nearest table. ]

How were Eileen and Elias before you left? Are they feeling a bit better?

[ grows a little quiet, setting his plate down on the table as well. ]

A bit. Diane's thinkin' it's just the flu, but...

But you wanted to take them to the hospital, right? [ rubs his shoulder a little bit in a comforting manner. ] It's a natural reaction.

[ gives her a relieved look & a smile, rubbing at his neck a bit. ]

Shouldn't a problem if I was a person doc, but I ain't.

[ pats his shoulder before the hand is gone. ]

You should give Sheryl a call. I'm sure she'd visit if you asked nicely.

[ looks momentarily horrified. ]

You're kidding. NO WAY IN HELL. I'll fight Diane and get the little brats to the hospital before that!

Oh? But what if I came along with her? I'd promise to hold your hand, just like when you were little.

No. I'd never live that down.

Aw, but it's so precious~

Like hell it is.

You only think that because you're a big tough manly-man.

[ quirks a smirk at this, looking childishly proud at the words. ]

Damn straight I am!

[ looks away, as if second guessing her previous statement. ]

But you still have a big potty mouth.

Dunno, still think it's part of my charm.

Oh? And do you let your little angels talk like their daddy?

'course not! Diane would have my head if they did.

[ lets out an amused chuckle, reaching for a glass of wine when one of the waiters passes her by. ]

Smart woman.