"Nice to meet you, Bry" he said, smiling at terms love of Elric's life. She seemed, interesting. He doubted there could be less to her then there seemed to be, and he had a strong suspicion that she was someone worth knowing. That was an oddly rare thing for those he knew, but he imagined it was no coincidence that she was with Elric, then.<br/><br/>"I feel as though my version of it require a bit of embellishment. I was working in upper-management, still in acquisitions, mergers, that sort of thing. I was working long days, longer than I have been in a long time. Without seeming too confident in my own charm I hope, I think it was bound to happen. Mikoto was, well, striking to say the least, and drinking wine, alone, is something I thought two people could do better, together."<br/><br/>He smiled over at Mikoto. He liked to play word-games like that, but there was some truth to the idea of drinking alone, together. Different from drinking alone together, as a couple might do, he imagined their meeting as a sort of coincidental merger of lives. Not a romantic concept he supposed, but archetypical romance was somethig he viewed as a thin pretense for convincing someone to settle. How much more wonderful then, was the idea of slipping naturally into a shared life? He imagined that it would speak more to the imagined 'destiny' of lovers if their courtship was simple. He knew better than most that the more difficult something was, the more likely one was to be doing it in an unecessarily complex and ineffectuve manner.<br/>