Re: Food tables and bar
After walking back into the party, it took Lucien a moment to remember why he had come back. Oh yes, humiliation. He walked through the party, thankfully not see Magnus, and spotted Emerson at the bar and walked over. This drink had just arrived and Lucien was feeling petulant. He took the drink before Emerson could get it and down the whiskey. Not his favorite drink of choice but it worked.
"I'm going home." he said, sitting the drink down and crossing his arms, like the brat he was. Why should it matter so much what one man thought about him? There had been tons that would do him, granted they were probably just as drunk as he would be.