Dorian nodded to Ms. Myobi when she acknowledged his existance, not really feeling very comfortable there. He would much rather have been sitting at a bar relaxing or finishing up some work back at the studio. He couldn't have felt more out of place. Here he was, one of the most out there people in the world. And he couldn't even think of anything important enough to start up a conversation with. Then he noticed the girl who'd been in that little accident a few minutes ago. She seemed to be trying to make herself as unobtrusive as possible without actually neglecting the job she'd been given. It brought a small smile to his thin lips and a more prominent twinkle to his golden eyes. He absolutely loved her hair. Green was so her color. It was completely refreshing to see a model there that wasn't a complete diva. Or was she a model? She wasn't acting like one and she did seem to be trying to show people into another room. (Dorian had amazing hearing) That made his small smile a little broader. She was so delightfully timid. He figured he'd help her out though. She was clearly not going to get anyone's attention without it. She was being too meek. And so Dorian stepped over closer to her and cleared his throat loudly, drawing attention to himself in a very uncharacteristic manner. He winked in the girl's direction as if to say,<em>You can thank me later.</em><br/>"I think the lovely young lady here with the green hair would like to direct us all up stairs. Shall we adjourn?"<br/>His voice was smooth and sweet like honey, but had an edge to it that added a bit of spice and sex appeal to it. He wasn't even making it sound a certain way. It was just the way it was. people said he had a very sexy voice and asked why he didn't use it more often. To which he often replied with a shrug and a<em>nothing to say.</em>He tried to smile politely, but failed and sufficed with shoving his hands into his pockets and throwing up his trade mark poker face look of mild interest in his surroundings.