Kor smiled and poured himself a drink. He saw everyone, but was less inclined to listen. He and Keria were in the rafters, drinking away the last of the Greeting Cabinet. It always happened, once a dragon got a stiff drink they just wanted more. As he emptied the bottle of wine, he noticed Kilo and the newest member, --Vivian was it?--talking. He chuckled lightly and spread out his wings, deciding to go out for a flight. Keria tried to join but after finishing the champagne and two other bottles of normal wine she could barely sit of the rafter. He sighed and let himself drop before spreading out his wings and soaring out of the door leading to the garden.