Xigbar had been listening to the conversation, steadily pacing himself as he worked through the bottle. Thank god getting plastered was just a physical reaction. At least he still had that going for him in this body. Up until now, Simca seemed pretty capable of messing with Kaito on her lonesome self, so he had felt not reason to interfere with her fun. At least hers was real. Turning his head a little, he grinned at Simca, reaching up with his free hand to brush a few of her bright pink locks from his line of vision. The pink looked much better on her than it ever had on Marluxia. "And me, sweetheart? Am I invited too? I promise to behave."