Joseph had noticed Mab and what he had thought might be a date when they came in. He was a little miffed she hadn't come over to say hi, but she seemed to be rather determined to get away from the pretty, awkward boy she'd come in with. So not a date, interesting.
Was this the fledgling who'd been asking for 'time in the field' on the Schrecknet? Apparently, his training was going well if he was being left to his own devices in Elysium.
Joseph finished his drink and set it on the bar, moving to casually intercept the boy before he escaped. He'd always had a weakness for the shy, sweet, curly haired ones. And already a Kindred, if this was who Joseph thought he was.
"Would you like to dance?" he asked the young man directly as he looked up into his sweet face. The youngling was at least three inches taller than the Brujah. Joseph had long gotten over any complex about his size. It just made people underestimate him more and frighten people less.
He certainly didn't want to frighten the pretty young man in front of him. ""Or maybe sit somewhere quieter? It's a bit rowdier down here than upstairs. But there's fewer sharks and more fish."