Re: Grand entrance
It was Emerson's turn to roll his eyes back at Piper as they waited to greet their hostess, as would be considered proper. Usually the witch wouldn't bother, but with Lucien at the event, he felt like he might have to do some premature sucking up to the hostess.
"Of course I want you to," he answered her, keeping his voice a little lower so as not to embarrass her. "Remember that time Gretchen tried to fucking put peas in the goddamn chicken alfredo? Trust me. You'll know if I don't want something."