The large bull remains still on top of the broken chair, not giving it much thought anymore. He lets out a long-winded sigh and looks around, first glancing shortly at the ogre woman and then the worgen man before he scans the rest of the hall, seemingly confused about the total silence despite the smell of sex still hanging in the air. Soon he lifts a hand to catch the attention of one of the servers although he remains ignored, no doubt due to his earlier accident with the chair, a frown is painted on his face and he lowers his hand again, deciding to remain quiet while rolling his thumbs.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>