Wade | Mircea :: 9:00 pm
Well, that much he already knew, but it was refreshing for someone to be so self aware, he supposed. It cracked an easy grin from him as he shrugged. "Nice is relative. I think most people operate in shades of gray anyway." That is, not entirely black and white.
Mircea had no doubt she could supply a party here, but it did not seem the time or place for her to break out her... Gifts. "I'm not sure what you expected out of lil ol'Summerview," he commented, eyebrows raised as he took a drink. When she introduced herself, he set his glass down and offered his hand. "Mircea Nicolau. I believe we have friends in common."