"Good.  Come find me after dinner, and we'll go together, okay?"  He smiled at her, seeing how she was so<em>happy</em>to hear that he wanted<em>her</em>.  Not someone else.  Not Saeko, or Avelle, but<em>her</em>.  "Go on now, you've got other tables.  You know where to find me; I'm not going anywhere."  Satisfied that the plan was now in motion, he sat back to relax and enjoy his food and drink.  Even the half-assed Terrestrials on the stage - well, okay, at this point they were eighth-assed because they had allowed themselves to feel upstaged by a mortal, and would no doubt need tending after the night's performance - couldn't bring him down at this point.  The meal progressed nicely, with Bao-li returning to the table to ask for anything he needed, and exchanging light conversation when she came by.<br/><br/>_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>After dinner, as Scarab had suspected, Avelle was busy with the Cheung sisters, who were pissed off that they hadn't gotten a sterling reception (their fault, their performance was lackluster at best), that one of the<em>girls</em>had taken attention away from them (also their fault, if they were really any good, only a few people would have noticed Bao-li's trip), and just general dickery on the part of being a Terrestrial Exalted (also<em>also</em>their fault).  "Princes of the Earth," Scarab muttered to himself, and then looked up at the sound of an approach.  Ah, here she was.  And it seemed she was ready to go.<br/><br/>"Bao-li, of course I am.  You don't think I'd just up and forgotten about it, did you?  I could never do that, not when it's such a pretty face who is attending tonight."  He smiled at her.  "Please, lead the way.  I wouldn't want to spoil any of your preparations."  Scarab knew that once they got in there, the clothes were coming off - both his and hers, though she would certainly have more reaction to him.