"Yes, crazy," Peter said, nodding sagely (the effect was very much loss due to his current status as a pastry) as if that was the last word on the matter.
"Me being a giant eclair is making you hungry? You have serious problems Vianna, actually, I'm a little worried for you," Peter said, his shape shifting from an eclair to a martini complete with a large olive for his head. He had no idea why he was doing this, well he did and it mostly had to do with entertaining Vianna.

Peter rolled his eyes, the way that boy had been looking at her, there was no way he felt brotherly affection for Vianna. "If you say so, darling," Peter said, shrugging. He'd already lost interest in the topic anyway. Peter could be like that sometime.
"Where are your siblings anyway?" He asked. He hadn't seen ether Vincenzi brother all night, which was rather odd.



The silence that followed Airi's question was the most uncomfortable of the night and though Airi was glad she asked it (she didn't think she would have the guts to ask in the morning), the part of her that wanted to please Victor was scared stiff that he would take her question the wrong way.

"That's true, but... Since when... " since when do you care? It was what she wanted to ask, but the words weren't coming out, even with her drunken bravery, Airi couldn't find it in herself to speak her mind completely, because she was, well she was kind of a coward.

"Um, you know what, just forget it... " Airi said waving her hand as if to wave away the question and all that might come with it. Because she couldn't face the moment when he would shut her down, which could be the only outcome of that conversation. "That tapestry over there has a special slide that leads straight to the dungeons," Airi added, pointing to the tapestry of an odd looking Wizard and a goat further along the corridor.