"At least I contribute positively to society!" he barked, collecting his jacket in his arms. "How many times has a philosophical historian done anything other than drain his very academia of resources and prosperity?"
As Aiden angrily told him to do whatever he wanted while forfeiting their hotel room, Archer snarled. "Fine!" he replied. "I am perfectly amenable to that arrangement!" Straightening up, face seemingly both red and white at the same time, he stepped out of the alcove and turned to him. "Enjoy your evening, Mr. Shepard." He said the name like an insult before turning on his heel and stalking into the party taking place in the hotel.