Tab smirked at the man and raised his glass to him. "Noble! Yes, NOBLE and HIGHLY SOUGHT AFTER. Why do you think their in museums?" That wasn't exactly right but the gremlin rarely made much sense, even to himself.
A clown! Tab would of been insulted by the very idea. He was highly in fashion. Men at this carnival just didn't understand the beauty of a bright color was all.
"Ahhh, I knew you looked familiar." The old basilisk! This gent went far back then and it took the gremlin a few more swallows of hard liquor before he could pinpoint exactly how far back and which face the man had been wearing.
"I am one in the same. God forbid I ever had a son who looked and acted like me...actually god forbid I have any sort of child." The thing would be neglected. "You seem to know me and my clever antics...but I can't say I can place the face."