Jareth/Amos/Open -- 2:30pm
Jareth took the other man's hand. Lucsini. He'd heard that name before. "Jareth Monaco," he replied automatically, still trying to figure out why the surname was so familiar. He ignored the comment about being blessed - there was nothing blessed about it. Pure luck was all it was. At least he managed not to pull a face about it.
"Pleasure is all mine." Bullshit. Complete and utter bullshit, but he was trying to play as nice as he could.