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[yolo]

[Wow. He really, truly despises every single thing about what Koshōshō just said, but he'll take it over being felt up by grandpappy back there. The moment they're out of human earshot, Mugen hisses under his breath.]

So where's our guy at? D'ya see him yet?

[kissfortune]

[Koshōshō spends her time grabbing a glass of wine (or... something from a servant first, before swilling it with her vines. At this point, Mugen might know it's her action for thinking.]

There. [She points to someone standing near the other side of the room-- perfect, they're already slightly low-profile. They might not notice his disappearance for a time.] Let's act out on the excuse that you need to go outside, then. I'll speak to him, and we can 'continue the conversation' away from others.

[And she begins to saunter towards their target.]

[yolo]

[Mugen skips snagging any refreshments, reminding himself he can buy all the grub he wants later. The fewer distractions, the sooner they could get to the good part.]

Could always tell 'em I have to take a piss.

[100% bitter snark.]

[kissfortune]

[--Ah, well, she honestly could. He is a dog, after all.]

A walk would be more elegant. Though perhaps if I say that, he'll be caught a bit more off-guard.

[But maybe she's actually considering the thought of entertaining Mugen's banter, and when their target catches Koshōshō in his eyes, he greets her first.

Perfect.] Hello, sweetie. Richards, isn't it? How are you doing?

[This is the cue for Mugen to act uncomfortable. As if it was really acting.]