As the others introduce themselves, Johan nurses his wine and watches them and the room with near-equal interest. It hadn't escaped his notice how much deference the bouncer was getting from the usual crowd; evidently his talents extended to breaking heads (or digesting them) no less than catching his wandering eye. A good bouncer like that was worth quite a bit of money to the ambience of a place, and if he could enjoy the 'scenery' while that peace was kept, where was the harm? Absently, he adds, "Three rooms. Two large and one small- one for each group that plans on... getting to know each other, and one for those who just want a damned night's sleep after today," when the conversation turns that way. Letting Sasara's tail drop back down to the floor, he leans back and regards the others with a tolerantly amused eye. He almost doesn't respond to the orc, either, save to chide her, "Patience, dear. You can get all sorts of diseases, sitting down too much. That rear of yours would go to fat instead of muscle," he says, patting the aforementioned body part again. "Really, we're doing you a favor." That sarcasm is delivered even more halfheartedly, though, as his gaze gets drawn by Meera's rear (one of the sights capable of pulling him away from the boucner's abs!). After a long, look, Johan simply... nods.<br/><br/>"You know, Sasara," he drawls, "Some people are gifted by the gods with curves, instead of having to steal 'em from others. I daresay most of the people you've eaten with assets like that came by them without forcing screaming people down into their craw. I suppose reptiles need the help, though." The mercenary chortles. "But I daresay I'll be able to fill up either of you either way you like. I'd also daresay I'd be able to un-fill you too, if you were so rude as to fall asleep with me inside you, hmm?" Politely, he turns away from Meera and over towards Cyria, at least pretending not to hear. "I'd hardly call what we had a plan, as opposed to an- intention? I know I never heard what either of you intended to do, and as for me- well." Johan grins. "I imagine I'll find something to occupy, and occupy myserlf with. Though I do wonder if Lea's, hmm, objections might be allayed by the only male in question being inside a stomach? ...but no, not tonight. Plenty of others who'd love to get to know you, and at some point it'll be my turn to see what you fairies might be interested in." With that, he continues nursing his wine, waiting for the others to run down their introductions and begin filing off to rooms when they become available.