Logan smirked against the lip of his beer bottle. "Soon, then," he said simply, making an effort not to down half the beer in one swig.
Enhanced senses couldn't help but pick up all sorts of signals, scents, pheromones in the air. These idiotic parties easily turned into pickup central. It was all Logan could do not to groan. "Aw, Chuck's gonna owe me big for this. It's like watching Animal Kingdom, except with overpriced cologne and too much damn makeup," he grumbled, mostly to himself. He could feel his claws itching to break skin.
It wasn't that he minded being the irascible Canadian in the room, but he'd just been in a brawl uptown. He shouldn't be this hostile, really. There had to be something else going on here that he was missing. "Is it just me, or do you feel like there's something weird going on?"