Draiss was ready to let Tyra drag him off to ravish him to get away from the boring nobles, and idly wondered why he had wanted to come back to this kind of thing, before reminding himself that he wouldn't have met any of the women if he hadn't. He sat with Tyra beside him, and gave her permission to modify her appearance to make the fact she was a dragon a bit more apparent, though she wisely declined. The noble was tolerated until he tried to brag about forcing himself onto one of his servants, at which point Draiss used a touch of magic to enhance the noble's intoxication, causing him to pass out shortly there after.<br/><br/>He was silently fuming, though it was impossible for any to tell without being mentally connected to him, by the time he got into the smaller room, though he offered to teleport Tyra back to the inn so she could get away before she decided a bit of mayhem would help liven up the party. He slowly made his way along the room, looking over the various paintings and sculptures in the room, letting the sultan finish with the other nobles, not wanting to talk to any of them at the moment. They were mostly a corrupt bunch, though one couple that had talked with the sultan briefly before leaving seemed halfway decent, if far too naive. Probably that Jasmine and Aladdin that he had mentioned to the resident blue.