Re: [Ragnar L & Atticus M : Museum]
They got a lot of the wild looking artistic types in the museum, of course, and usually the security milling around the entry nodded them through. But perhaps it was the lingering smell of alcohol that drew a few sharper looks, had a few of the suited staff frowning and moving closer...
Ragnar intercepted. Ragnar was good at that kind of thing. He recognised Atticus from just around, and he was more than willing to bet he wasn't here to cause any trouble. He was hardly going to run off with a vase or throw something on one of the rugs.
"Hey, is there anything I can help you with?" Ragnar asked amicably, coming to stand at the other man's side. "I'm- one of the curators. If you need pointing anywhere or need some facts or...anything, really."
Not that he was bored and just wanted something to do. But Atticus might want company, or he might want to be alone, and Ragnar was happy to offer either as an option.