Glass of whiskey in hand and haughty expression upon his face, James slowly walks into the main ballroom though the Member's Only entrance. Taking a slow sip from his drink, he stops often to quickly chat with the many men and women whom he knows. Though somewhat younger than the average age group of members here at the Crescent Moon, he had business dealings with many of them and was quite close to others. James had been invited to join the club only a few short months ago, and this was the first time his visit had coincided with an auction. He was quite interested to see how the whole thing took place, and whether there was anything worth actually buying here.<br/><br/>Making his way over towards the cages, he strolled past them, giving the occupants only a cursory glance. Finding a comfortable seat a little set back from the viewing area, he took out a a section of the Wall Street Journal and began reading from it. In reality, his eyes were actually taking quite the interest in the occupants of the cages. He had no plans to actually buy anything right away, but was not against getting an early preview of the goods before actual bidding took place later that evening.