Well, that's good. He would hate to have his evening ruined by being forcibly run out of a place. Now, it wouldn't be the first time for that, of course. Not by a long shot, but he didn't think his reputation could survive it here, or reflect as charmingly as it did back home.

"Is that what they all know me as? The trousers man?" He asked, letting Adasse steer him towards the drinks.