DAMN YOU NOTIFS!
Maedhros smiled as he kissed him back, getting a whistle from the Elderly Charlie's Angels who somehow were hot for being in their seventies. Go figure. They just...really rocked the shoes. And the Farah wigs.
"Adventure, hmm?" Maedhros eyedarted rapidly. "I could be inclined towards it." The pistol at his side gleamed a little. "There will be many travelers about tonight. Searching for inns...Surely some have jewels."