Orsino nodded slowly at the explanation for Kirley's absence, and supposed it would have to do. It wasn't as though this little gathering had been planned very far in advance, after all.
As Meghan rattled off a few more names, he leaned back in his chair and tapped at the side of his glass absently. The first two names he knew, of course (although he still hadn't actually met Oliver. And he had no idea who Roger was, but supposed he would be finding out. Probably a Quidditch person.
"Oh well in that case, maybe there's still hope. I'd hate to just be getting drunk with the two of you. That's happened far too often, there's no novelty." The scotch was very good, and he was already planning on getting another once he worked through the first.