Blaise was fairly certain there was a story to be had as he made his way to the pub. Not that it was really any of his business if there was. Still, when he came in and noticed that Adrian was a bit more cleaned up than usual he couldn't pass up the chance to joke a bit.
"You've cleaned up mighty nicely," he said upon his approach, a drink already in his hand. "So, is this your final bachelor drink before running off to a late night dinner to meet your order by owl Russian bride your parents just sprung on you?"