Jazz waits a moment to let Midvalley have his entrance. Than, moving as if he owns the place, he enters the room.
He imagines a big silence following him, as if the people were afraid or simply astonished about his looks. And he knows he is good-looking. Very good-looking. After all, you don't see one of his kind that often in an organic setting.
In the end, he finds his way to a place beside his companion.
[OOC: Seems like mail-notifications are dead again. *grummel*]