Fingers laced around the shot glass, Julian set it down carefully, as though it were more breakable than its thick bottom would lead one to believe.
"Are you saying you have stalkers?" The sentiment left a childish smirk on his face, amused by the idea. Only celebrities. "I certainly hope you wouldn't be bringing that kind of trouble around the apartment." He hadn't been aware of many odd occurrences that he could blame on the building itself, but Halloween had certainly brought out a...different view on things. And though he was rarely in the complex as it was, he certainly didn't care for the unsavory sort to start frequenting the place he was calling his home. Perhaps even a touch of protection over Ariana flared up in his mind, encouraging his desire or lack thereof to see what sort of people knew "more" about Michael.