Sage sent a message to Remy, who avoided serious sounding meetings like a cat to a bath. He smirked and shed his casual clothing for his more eyecatching, signature gear. Hey, it's a proof of his talent that you can't see a full grown man in fushia in the dark. Say the word and I shall appear.
He strolled into the area where the Big Red and Sage were waiting. He spread his hands out in a quick bow and came closer. "So, it's us three tonight? And who's dance card are we stepping into?" he asked and popped his bo over his shoulder.