Smirking a bit at Asuna's assertions that the catgirl translator is just a way to bring a fucktoy along for the ride, he shakes his head. Though as his mind flickers back, he'll enjoy finally getting a chance to take her, and let her take him all the way, it had been awhile since he'd been able to enjoy the charms of a bed warmer.<br/><br/>Alsten watches Asuna leave the table, feeling the disdain she felt as he glanced over at the poor cat girl waitress Lucy, though he didn't know her name, and caught the whiff of wet kittengirl, needing to be serviced. Smiling a bit, he gets up, pulling up the poor stuffed kittengirl, as his mind goes to other far less virtuous thoughts of stuffing her in another fashion. As he helps her along he hears the cry, perhaps recognizing it's nature of pleasure he smiles even more, sounds like the girls are having the time of their lives tonight.<br/><br/>Leaning down to whisper into Lucy's ear, "want to see about joining them tonight, or perhaps you would like to get your nethers stuffed in private?" His voice long since gone husky with desire.