Aldrich & Athena
Aldrich had been at the club a little bit by now, having came a bit early so that he could catch up with Hans, before Athena arrived. He was intending to spend most of his night with his favorite lady, at least once she got there. He had a feeling she'd be arriving with the guest of honor.
There had a promise to Hans and Clary that he would be bringing back drinks, before he had started to make his way down to the bar. As he hit the dance floor, he saw the gorgeous woman he'd been looking for. He weaved his way through the crowd, tugging at his too tight shirt that he'd worn for Athena. He was hoping his somewhat girlfriend would rip it off him later. He maybe had a fantasy of her popping all the buttons.
With that in mind, he came up to her, knowing better than to just grab her, he didn't need to be hexed. Instead he gave her that lopsided grin, reaching his hand out for hers. "I was worried you weren't coming," he teased her, knowing there wasn't a chance she'd have missed it.