Mason was pretty damned sure Victor was purely gay, and it was true he was really goddamned social and seemed to actually need friends a lot more then he did. (Or more then he would ever admit to anyway) So while really he didn't think this was anything to honestly be worried about, it still wasn't something he really liked seeing, but the worst he would probably do was sneer a little and probably be a touch snippy.
"Dunno if that guy wants me to." He replied, glaring right at the clerk, not moving to sit down or anything, staying right where he was actually. "Wouldn't wanna break up the party." He added, sounding almost sullen about it, and while to those that didn't know him it might be a bit..distressing, as it looked like this guy could possibly get physically out of hand, but the half frown on his face perhaps could be almost comical to someone like Victor.
Then the pink haired chick with the wings spoke to him and his brows arched quite high. Glad to meet him? Who in their right mind was ever glad to meet him? "I ain't no sir. Mason's fine." He told her gruffly, though quietly, taking that small hand in his own long, pale one, it feeling like it was rather cold, actually shaking her hand. "So...what's yer name?" He asked, releasing her hand now.