[Mithadan]

Mithadan stood near Squatter, chatting pleasantly. He was a bit taken aback by the prodigious amounts of drink that the Brit and Mattius were consuming and decided that it would be ill-advised for him to try to keep up. Nonetheless, he ordered another glass.

Another change of musical genre had taken place and the guests were now dancing to the strains of 'Brick House'. He sipped at his vodka as Squatter squinted past him at some passerby. At that moment two things occurred. First, Squatter set his scotch down firmly on the table and rubbed his eyes. Second, there was a tug on his sleeve.

He looked down to find Cami standing beside him with an impish expression on her face. She cleared her throat. "My escort has arrived," she proclaimed.

"I thought I saw Maura earlier," replied Mithadan.

"Not Maura," she said with a smile. Then she gestured to his right. He turned and came face to face with a scaly, reptilian snout. Leaping backwards, he cursed as he spilled his drink. "Angara!" he cried.

"Hello, Man," intoned the dragon. "Care to introduce me to your fellows?"