The boy followed along well enough. It was a condition to Drayn's continued delightful mood, event though the summons had him a bit irked at the moment. Not that the taller male had been prolific in his affections before. It would seem Robyn didn't need it. Having the lithe thing dress and scurry after him reminded of a toy or a very dependent pet. In clothes, Robyn looked lewd still, somehow. Adrien had been right to keep this tight little thing to himself. Or, at least for a start that had been a good idea. Drayn almost laughed at the boy's reaction to the large helmet. Cute. Like all things with sharp knives can be cute.<br/><br/>"Good. Living is good." he replied. Was this guy being sarcastic? It seemed sometimes like his sentences could be interpreted as such, but other times Robyn was simply that beautiful mind monster imitating human vocals and mannerisms. Drayn still smiled, though, whisking down the road with his fat pockets slapping his thighs in the wind, and the chilled other person clinging to him.<br/><br/>Eventually they reached their destination. The building was obviously not for living, even if the seedier rich tried their hand at it, for the novelty of slumming it despite other means. He was sure he'd seen one or two truly unfortunates invited, simply to complete the décor. Drayn shrugged at the memory as he dismounted and knocked ontop of the oversized helmet so Robyn would know to take it off. It wasn't like he'd done a lot better to a lot less fortunate people. A new cigarette, and this time he lit it quickly.<br/><br/>Really Drayn was a pretty thing, standing before the bustling sin quarter. He knew it, which was why he kept his hair shaggy and his fashion old and used. He looked too much like these people, like the bluebloods of modern society, so he armored himself in rags and sucked on filters, making underworld faces. "You're gonna behave." he said without lending Robyn a look, but held out a small bag to him. "Here. Allowance. Get lost in a corner or stay with me. Either way keep your whore mouth whore shut, m'kay?" he said and dropped the contraband whether Robyn would catch it or not.<br/><br/>The Plantation, when it was up and going, was a veritable oasis of senses melting. Some fishnets sophomore was already ontop of what looked like a regular here. Drayn laughed and billowed dragon's breath as he stepped over the threshold. A few not too dim eyes lit at his arrival, and some of them stuck on the little party favor he'd brought too. They really did need to do something about Robyn's obvious fuckabillity.<br/><br/>"Friend!" Simon called, a classically handsome lad with all the down-town trimmings, from clean ripped jeans to a deliberately aged leather jacket. Douche. Drayn still hugged him with one hand, all but searing his ear with the active ember as his other hand dug in his recently rich pocket. These was old cargo, though, as he pulled up a few pill cylinders and rolls of tightly made smokes. "Ah, you're my hero." Simon said and tossed it to some stocky fellow in tow. "And who's this?" he asked, squatting down to look at Robyn, as though the boy was that short. It landed the idiot Simon about sternum height. "Gonna introduce us?" he tried.<br/><br/>Drayn shrugged and took out his cigarette. "Oh yeah, sure." he replied. "This is Robyn, we met on the street." he said and waved in the little one's direction. He then flicked the cigarette harshly to bounce off Simon's leather shoulder. "Rob, this is Simon, he enjoys weak-ass buzzes and delaying my FUCKING payment." Rude tone.<br/><br/>Simone laughed and stood up, hands raised in apology and defeat. "Okay!" he shouted and then reached into the sleeve - the fucking sleeve - of his jacket and pulled out cash. "You're so professional. I was just making friends, dude." he tried as he put the money in Drayn's hands. Another sleeve had another amount similar to the first wad. This was piled up on top. "And here's for your time. Just stay her and enjoy yourselves. Crystal and her friends over there gives good head, and you can have a drink upstairs. Comon. You're the first really cool person to come in all day." Like they'd been going for a while.<br/><br/>Drayn sighed and shrugged, looking at Robyn as he considered. Lots of potential customers. He eventually pocketed the money where Robyn knew there was more. "Go frolic then. But check in on me from time to time, yeah? I don't want you going nuts." Simon cheered at this and flung an arm around Drayn to start them for the rusty stairs. "And if you try Crystal maybe give me a review, eh?" he called. It was also an open invitation to follow along. How adorable, little ward running to daddy.