Siana/Altair/Jareth/Ari/Alecta - Sackheim Inn
Altair's eyes flickered between Siana, Jareth—that was right, he was EKP now, too—and the frightened-looking maitre d' hovering in the background. He pushed his chair away from the table and crossed one leg over the other, holding his water glass as though it contained spirits while he took a long, thoughtful sip and gathered his thoughts. Of course someone like him always half-expected trouble with the EKP, but he couldn't think of anything he'd done recently that would warrant this level of seriousness.
"Darling," he drawled at last, "I am in the middle of dinner. I am afraid I will have to take a rain check." He paused and then added, as thought it had just occurred to him, "Would you care to join us? I can have the maitre d' seat us at a larger table." He raised his arm to call the man over.