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Yugai smiled at the two young women, feeling a little nervous, but he was still pretty hungry. Looking around, he spotted the snack table and decided he’d hit there before his performance. Bowing to the two young women, he winked at them.

”Sorry I can’t stay and chat, I’m going to hit the snack bar and such… I hope you enjoy my act, there’s going to be quite a few surprises. I’ll see you later maybe.” Turning away, Yugai made his way carefully over to the snack bar and managed to make it without getting a scratch on him. Fixing his rather scantily clad form, he reached out and started picking at the food, putting some on a small dish for himself. The fish smelled divine, but what he was really looking for was sushi. The mermen were not at threat, however. He would never harm another soul.

With the man who'd assaulted him suitably incapacitated, Zain folded his arms, looking every bit the haughty Prince.

"'Teach you mammals to leave your vitals dangling."

The situation never escalated further than that, however, as at that moment a familiar authoritative voice rang through the air.

"Oh - my - GOD!" Lorika gasped, pushing her way through the crowd. In one short, but neverending moment, she took in the full scene in front of her, and under her eyes every member of the party in front of the tables must have felt guilt. She was, at first, almost drowned out by the cheery Christmas music and the swell of the crowd at first.

Then, she really let rip.

"What on GAIA do you think you're doing?!"

She wasn't quite sure who to blame, and therefore looked about ready to blame everyone, but Zain spoke up for himself.

"This beast has just viciously assaulted my person twice, Priestess," he said angrily, helpfully pointing her administrative fury in the proper direction. Her eyes fell on Gwarn, and then shot to Drax. That incompetent-! Well, thank goodness. It was a direction she was very willing to take.

"STORM!" she yelled, looking absolutely terrifying in her refined dress, pink-ringed eyes blazing, "OUTSIDE! NOW!"

There were to be no arguments. She repeated her command time and time again as needed. Storm and his ward were thereafter marched through the crowd, outside the front doors and taken off to the side, for what was sure to be a swift and terrible... lecture.

"I'm fine!" Zain replied snappily, tossing the feathers on his head with indignation. Arms still folded, he stuck out his tongue, raking his throat as if trying to eject a disgusting hairball. "Euuurgh, you'd think he could've brushed his teeth before he did that...!"

"Oh man," he shuddered, "I seriously need some more cocktail sauce to help get rid of that taste! Hey, and y'know what else?"

Zain's face crinkled with disgust, and he clapped his hand to his mouth as if to avoid being sick. After another, yet more dramatic shudder - Zain was oviously recovering himself, even if it didn't seem like it - he told her exactly what.

"He STANK!" he cried, practically retching for theatrical effect. He wasn't actually going to be sick, of course. That would mean losing the delicious meal he'd only just taken in before being rudely interrupted!

Really, when your personal hygiene is being criticised heavily by a fish, you're doing something dreadfully wrong.

Zain forgot his trauma in an instant, perking up to attention like a hound scenting a squirrel.

"Desserts?" he said, in awe, "What are these things of which you speak?"

Zain watched the dessert table with interest as it grew closer, his tub fuelled by Alexi's passion for sweets. She dragged them to their destination with the strength of an Olympic shot-putter, chugging along the floor like a steam engine. Nothing was going to come between her and her friends and those delicious, sugary, creamy morsels.

Sugary... creamy...

"They're FLUFFY!" Zain, in his innocence, commented as they drew near. "Do they taste like clouds?"

Zain immediately pointed at the miniature lemon meringues.

"I want to eat the fluffy."