“I thought about using that one” Niklaus half chuckled, his smile positively beaming at the young Neko, as she offered to dance, “You look lovelier than a Goddess.”<br/><br/>That last line, might have gotten them both in trouble, from a number of female deities, had he uttered it, several centuries before. Some of them could be very nasty, if you said a mortal looked better than they did. In fact, he could recall several tales, of both women claiming to be more beautiful or men picking mortal girls over the divine, which ended poorly, to say the least. But luckily, his master was the only one affecting the mortal realm at the moment and he didn’t care if someone found mortals more appealing than him. By Wine, he like mortal girls more then most Goddesses.<br/><br/>“I would love to dance” the Satyr said, still showing that charming smile and held his hand out, as Lyn set her empty glass down. When she took it, he held her down from the bar, to the dance floor (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/38/ed/3c/38ed3cbc7bd6297bfd03307ba391563c.jpg), which was set slightly lower than the bar. The music thrummed, as the crowd started to press around the pair, as he drew her towards a darker corner. Strobing lasers cut through the blue and violet hues of black lights, which turned everything into a seeming stop motion, fluorescence dream.