That was a face that Gin knew from the network! In need of a drink before dancing, he creeped over unseen to the bar and peeked up over the edge, while wearing his fox mask.
"Rawrr, the tiger girl looks magically mysterious tonight," he joked in a lazy drawl. The mask was hiding a wide smile on his face and only his eyes showed through the holes, curved into happy moon shapes. That normally made him unreadable past all the happy-go-tricksy expression. But once he pushed up the mask, it wasn't quite so different from the smirk he usually wore, only now it was amplified a trillion-fold. Now he was especially mischievous looking. "I kinda need a drink. What can ya recommend for a thirsty fox?"