Christien led them into the kitchen and shut the door behind them. The crowds were muffled and it was plenty quieter in the room. Christien found it to be a relief, actually. He immediately hopped up so he would be sitting on the counter. "Much better, isn't it? I can actually hear myself talk -- which can't be all that great to start with since I'm like... heading towards tipsy. I'm sorry about that by the way? It's just my birthday and these cups are freaking huge and I guess I'm really, really thirsty today...."