"Well I am certain we would get free drinks for the rest of the night, but yes, if you are that interested we should retire to a room. Yours or mine - if you have them. They are rather scarce around here." James stated, with a completely straight expression, even though his green eyes gleamed. Go on, Jim. You started this game of chicken.

"Clearly. You missed out on your calling of perverse song writing. Instead you went off to travel in the stars. Terrible waste of potential." He poured himself another glass of wine.