"Yep, you're the first here. I surely hope not the last, no offense meant about your company of course." Daelen laughed softly, watching out of the corner of his eye as Zipporah went to take care of Sabre's bag. He watched as the man came over to settle against the bar, Daelen leaning back against it himself with one arm resting over the dark cherry wood. His legs were crossed at the ankles in a relaxed pose as he looked out over the house with a smile.<br/><br/>"I hope it will be a fun time for all. She and I have been discussing this for some time, and I'm glad we finally got it all together, all the 'kinks' worked out, so to speak." He winked at Sabre as he sipped his drink, licking his lips to taste the sweet bite of the concoction. "As for Zipporah and I, well, we've known each other going on about nine years now, though I'm sure that's not quite what you meant." He laughed softly, looking more squarely over at the man. "We've been seeing each other for a little under a year now, give or take a month. Its hard to keep track, to be honest." He laughed softly and downed the rest of his drink, taking a deep breath to relax his heartbeat.