Derrick settled on the couch beside Ariel, gesturing Mike over when he didn't seem to have any immediate plans on where to sit. He shook his head to the champagne, sipping instead at the drink still in his hand, and watched the people around him. When the topic of the rules of the game came up, he nodded along with the general consensus, not feeling the need to add anything to the discussion. He took another large swallow of his drink. "So," He started, looking around when it seemed that everyone was settling in. "Who's first?"