Re: open to anyone!
Wisdom laughed at Lila's assertion. "Not fit enough, then," he piped back without missing a beat as he chuckled. "Well, good to know! That's a stonking great relief, that is." He let Lila see him blatantly giving her the once over, not the kind that undressed her with his eyes, not yet, but the kind that let her know he liked what he saw.
"Never you mind the peanut gallery," Pete went on to say. "They're all gagging for it in the worst way, but that's because they never get to come out and play. That's right, boys, isn't it?" Oh, and he knew he was just encouraging the dupes now, but their incessant chatter never ceased to amuse him. Until it didn't, and by then he would have gotten rid of them one way or another. "I think the one with the real roving eye is the George in this crew, actually. Isn't that right, Geor...?" he went to say, but the long haired wig in the red-peach ensemble was long gone, already sniffing after some leggy witch or vampire that had walked by. "He makes me point for me, innit?" he told Lila jokingly. Wisdom pulled a pack of smokes from his pocket, tapped one out expertly and grabbed it with his lips. He offered one to Lila before lighting up.
"Fancy a fag?" he offered, not waiting for an answer other than her taking one or not before continuing the conversation. "Are you having another go?" he then asked the girl, gesturing towards the makeshift stage.