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[doesitanyway]

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[requiemshark]

My work here is done.

I don't know. You're fun to drink with.

[doesitanyway]

One does not need a party to drink.

[requiemshark]

Fair enough.

[ Ephemera knows that better than a lot of people these days. But he used to avoid alcohol unless he was in company. Sort of took the fun out of the thing.

Yeah, well. Times change. ]

So what goods or services are you offering? Inquiring minds want to know.

[doesitanyway]

My date is a night out of the city... a campfire, a simple meal, regaling the winner with some monster hunting tales and stargazing.

I may never have courted before but I do know how these things go.

[requiemshark]

That's pretty smooth, I'll give you that. Sounds like fun.

[doesitanyway]

I'm not up for bid for awhile yet, if you're interested you could still get here in time to win me.

[ He's joking, of course... and doesn't actually expect anyone to bid, honestly, even if he cleaned himself up a bit. ]

[requiemshark]

Get yourself a big spender, I haven't got the money for that.

Seriously. Have fun. Tell me stories later.

[doesitanyway]

I probably won't sell, honestly. I can't even get my tie tied properly.

[requiemshark]

Yeah? You already there? That's one thing I actually know how to do.

[ He can always find a video if Trevor's already there. ]

[doesitanyway]

I'm backstage, yes.

[ And no he's not going to ask anyone else to do it for him!!! ]

[requiemshark]

[ A moment later Ephemera sends him a video tutorial. ]

Try that. I believe in you.

[doesitanyway]

[ There's a gap in replies, and then eventually: ]

I'm hopeless.

[requiemshark]

Nah. If I learned this, you can too.

[ Think. Okay. ]

I'm assuming the chances of me getting backstage are nil at this point, but would it help if I talked you through it?

[doesitanyway]

I could go mingle again, but I wouldn't ask you to suffer this event. Talk away.