<div class="floatright">(http://www.shierlyrichard.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/mens-wedding-suits.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Adrian.<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Dining Room.<br/><strong>What:</strong>Entering the room and taking a seat at a random chair at the table, though one with people next to him.<br/><br/>Adrian walked into the room, walking with his usual swagger, swaying gently side to side with his hands in his pockets. He was wearing his signature suit. After all, a suit fit any occasion better than most other outfits, and he had no idea what was waiting for him at this mansion. As he walked in and saw a table full of an extravagant lay of food, and quite a number of attractive people, he was a bit thrown off. Yes, this was wonderfully pleasant, but he immediately suspected that someone either planned to kill them all or have sex with them all. He shrugged, who cared, it looked like it would be fun, at the least.<br/><br/>Taking a chair, he said, "Hope I haven't missed out on too much of the fun." It was quite an odd assortment of people here, and he couldn't think of anything that they had in common. Besides their desire for a million dollars, of course. "At least there's some food left, at any rate." he said, putting some of the food on his plate.