Adam tried to cover up a snicker at Mikey's obvious preening. Mikey was kind of a dork. Adorable, but a dork. He held up his bottle in a vague salute. "You clean up real nice," he drawled at Gerard, grinning. It was a pretty sweet suit, Adam had to admit. "You look like a federal agent! Although a lot more attractive than I remember most of them being." Adam had worked for the government, and he'd seen some of the ugliest people in suits to ever grace the world.
But Gerard was unimportant. Spencer was covered in makeup. He was carrying a whip! He was entirely delightful. "Professor Smith!" Adam said, perhaps a bit too loudly, in his thoroughly inebriated state. "You're sparkly! It's nice!"