It's okay! I was hoping I hadn't like ruined it lol.
Sasha was used to the stares, the questioning looks, the whispers. The times had changed little of that, as he always pulled some kind of oddity with him. The outsider.
"Well, thank you," he said with the roll of his tongue, a instant admiration. Not many were so quick to fall into his sights that enjoyed his company so quickly. "Sasha," the pretty god said. "Sasha Aldin Blauvelt. And your name, monsieur?" he asked, just a fleck of that French influence coming out as he held out his hand for an introduction.
He looked over at Suzie, who was still trying to think of what to present the man with. "Darling?" he asked tilting his head as he stepped behind her, hands held together behind his back. "Thoughts?"
"I want something," she moved her hands trying to come up with the correct word she was looking for, the word that she always seemed to categorize with Sasha. "Something....Bohemian."