Dresden Academy

"I think you missed the worst of it," Arnaud replied. Hopefully. "Haven't seen Abby since she broke up the fight. Not that one," he corrected, nodding toward Thorn. "It's been a full evening."

Steven just rolled his eyes. Of course there had been multiple fights. What a shock. "Well then, she's probably just waiting for the fuss of the last one to die down before starting another." If she didn't show up soon enough, he'd go looking for her. "Have you enjoyed yourself this 'full' evening, Arnaud?"

Arnaud shrugged. He enjoyed parts of it, but constantly ending up as the third wheel was getting old. He wasn't about to insinuate himself in another coupling situation if he could avoid it. "Have a few war stories to tell the grandbabies," he joked.

"No doubt." He eyed the drinks table. "I don't suppose you know where the noncontaminated beverages are?" he tilted his head towards the kitchen, both in question and as an invitation for Arnaud to come with him.

"Oh yeah," Arnaud supplied. There was a whole cabinet full of mixers that hadn't been found yet. It was one of the higher up cabinets and since most everyone was slumping against walls the collection there seemed relatively safe. "Might need to wash your own glass though," he added ruefully.