Charlie moved from the settee and Alec to where Henry leaned against the wall. "Good sir, I humbly entreat you to think kindly of me," he murmured. The other man was a good deal taller than Charlie and he smiled as he rested his hand on the wall beside Henry's shoulder. Charlie leaned in and kissed him, his lips pressed a bit more forcefully than was strictly necessary. But this was Henry's game, Charlie reasoned. He might as well make it memorable.