"Fancy magic land?" There was a bit of poise that clings to him which is years upon years of training, he turns to Alex and bestows a smile that tugs at the corner of his mouth, though the upper part of his face is obscured, the blue of his eyes can be clearly seen.

"How did you know it was me?"

He murmured as he reached over to take a class of champagne from one of the silver salvers going around with refreshments. Part of him was pretty sure that Alex was going to say something absolutely unhinged, but perhaps that was part of the enjoyment of interacting with Alex-- the things that came out of his mouth.

He had to admit though that Alex looked very nice, and there was the glimmer of appreciation demure though it was, that too was due to years of training. How he had trained himself to gaze without oogling.