Dinners were never boring. New faces came and went and the appearance of new ones always meant someone new to impress and regal with stories. He was currently at the far end of the room, telling a tale about the last time he lost a sporting game.
He laughed as the male and female he was speaking to with did, taking a sip from his wine as he turned to look and see how the rest of the room was.
Marc noticed a pair of eyes on him that were slightly stonier than the rest. He frowned, a confused expression shooting towards the other.