"Too many," he smiled. Some were more boring than others, but he didn't mind tonight's. Being here with a purpose to help Lee was good, and Danny was into the art. "At least it's interesting stuff this time," he shrugged. Could've been worse. "There's an Iron Fist painting in here," Danny added in a lowered voice and grinned. "So that's pretty cool." Mostly it was the big guys, Avengers and X-Men and the Fantastic Four, and then a lot dedicated to the Devil of Hell's Kitchen. Danny was flattered that someone appreciated Iron Fist enough to make art about him.
The bartender handed over the glass of wine to Misty and gave Danny a fresh drink and he sipped it, looking around the room. "Probably not how you want to be spending your night, though, huh?"