As promised to Daelen, Sabre leaned across as Zipporah approached and gave her ass a teasing pinch.  "Daelen here says you're quite the flirt, you know," he smiled as he leaned back and took another sip of his drink.  "And also, that this is your party.  And how right he is.  Maybe you should be the one requesting something from your guests now.  After all, we came all the way here just to see you, honey.  Isn't that right guys?"  Sabre gave Mora and Mark a welcoming pat on their shoulders and looked to Daelen.<br/><br/>"So, 'master' of ceremonies," he teased him with a return wink, "if anything we want is available, then why not give the little lady a fun time?  What do you fellows think?  Have her play a game with us?  We all mix up a drink for her to taste and judge, and the winner gets a request from her?  Or maybe let her enjoy her hard made drinks with us by sharing our glasses with her - while she sits on our laps of course."