Re: MARTY’S
Hugh has definitely been up on stage already by the time he finds Loki. He's also somehow managed to find a vest to add to his ensemble, and he's feeling pretty good about this look - even if it's not what he might choose if he were actually in a Nordstroms, god he'd take even a Nordstrom's Rack right about now.
But, he has a vest now, and he's got two drinks in his hands, and he's had enough drinks already through the evening, that it's not even painful when he steps up beside Loki, and offers one of the martinis to him. Does he know it isn't his Loki? That is the question isn't it.
"I've been thinking about the casting, and personally -- what if I'm your Titania? It's the only casting I can come up with that makes any fucking sense at all. You don't want someone who doesn't know what they're doing, but I have no intenion of upstaging you, and I trust you to not make me look like an idiot, so it's a win/win," he takes a sip of the martini and sighs with pleasure. "I do not want this night to end; I've missed these."