Unlike the majority of those who sat at the table, Falameezar had not a qualm with dinner etiquette. His greedy eyes scanned the table, and settled on something that made him growl with pleasure at the mere thought of it: a crayfish, almost a foot long, steaming profusely as it had just been taken from the boiling pot. Showing that he cared not of what the others said, Falameezar slunk from Aya's shoulders and about the table, only avoiding stepping on the others' plates for the sake of that it would let him get to the shellfish without falling over himself. The majority of those who were eating said nothing, only throwing the black dragon dirty looks instead of saying something sharp. Soon, the crayfish in his jaws, he happily trotted back to Aya and curled over her shoulder, crunching down the shellfish noisily.<br/><br/>Himmel, meanwhile, had only shot a glance at Falameezar before answering Janna; the last thing he wanted to do was piss off that dragon, since the banquet hall was more than big enough to accommodate all but the largest of dragons. It was not worth it to waste lives over an unmannerly dragon. So instead of berating Falameezar, he proposed to Janna, "Though we do not have people devoted to such things, there<i>is</i>an incubus with whom many of us are... experimenting. I'm sure that he would more than satisfy you, were you to ask." He gave a shrug. "If you'd rather not, you will simply have to ask until you find someone. I apologize for the inconvenience."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>