[littl3chocobo]

he was in his element. entering in through the front door dressed to the nines with pyce on his arm looking hotter than a jalapeno in august he could feel envy dripping from every eye that looked his way. giving a wide canary-eating grin he sauntered with the other in tow to where his parents and sister were clustered, "mother, father, suzan~" he watched as their eyes turned then fixate on pyce, the tensing of the man's arm matched his sister's strained recognition of the one he fought with in the car all those months ago, "this is my companion for the evening, leslie. he's heard plenty about the lovely parties you throw and i thought i would bring him along"