Merlin gestured to the redhead at the bar. "That's one's Erato. Love poetry." He made a slightly disgusted face, but then shrugged. "Also erotica. Fucks like a demon tho, I've heard. Not so much my type. I like 'em darker."
He looked across at Stutely, and smiled. "Urania. As distant and as beautiful as the North Star. Raven tresses, ruby lips, the whole universe in her eyes. Just breathtaking." He gave Stutely a wink that said, "and I tapped that," over the top of his glass.