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It was hard to find a quiet moment to sneak away, what with the party and friends and a date, it had been entirely to easy to get wrapped up in everything. But the promise of cake, and a chance to spend even a few minutes with Clerise were enough for him to find a quiet moment to excuse himself to see the woman who'd taken him in, and who he saw as a sort of lewd older sister. He was half convinced by the time he reached the cake, it's shape wouldn't be appropriate anymore, and he smiled thinking about it.

Spotting her familar shock of hair, he snuck up behind her and carefully placed his hands over her eyes.

"Give me the cake, and no one gets hurt, Cler-bear."

"You wouldn't," he said, drawing her into a quick hug before relieving her of her cake. "It would be a terrible waste of dessert."

There was no fork accompanying the cake so he peeled a piece off carefully with his fingers, ever conscious of crumbs and his new white jacket but that didn't stop him from shooting her a grin, teeth full of cake and all.

"Thanks for not eating it all, it's delicious. How's your night been? Good, I hope. I assume you found the Kenobi's," he said, swallowing his bite of cake with a bit of a chuckle. "Taym was looking pretty mopey in the main ballroom."

“You wouldn’t,” Shiloh said, looking mockingly aghast. But despite his theatrics, he knew that only the waste of food was keeping the food on the plate, and not somewhere like his face. He smiled as he ruffled his hair, ducking his head a little out of instinct but appreciating the gesture nonetheless.

“Ah, ducklings, never going to escape that one, am I?”

His duck boots were completely to blame for his nickname, having been found on day in the closet that he had claimed in Clerise’s apartment, and not forgotten since. They were notably absent from the current evening, his feet fancied up in a pair of brown dress shoes.

“I’m glad you found them though, it’s a special night, you should share it with special people. I’m sure Taym will find someone specially atrocious,” he smirked, watching as she popped the rose into her mouth and picking off another piece himself, stopping mid-chew at her question, his smirk slipping into something more of a sheepish little smile, as though he had something to hide.

“Might have found something interesting. Or well, I sort of came with him. He asked me, can you believe it? Ugh, he’s so cute too.”

"Not sure which is worse, the duck thing or the Mario party," he whined. "And no doubt, just try to keep it quiet, you know or at least let me borrow your headphones."

Shiloh paused, grinning slowly.

"Or who knows, maybe I'll find somewhere else to be... depending on how tonight goes."

He loved playing coy.

"Ohhhh-kay, okay, okay!"

Clerise was strong, not surprisingly so, given her choice of hobby, but sometimes Shiloh forgot when he looked at her figure, admittedly fine, until moments like these, when she picked him up and shook him with the ease that one would a ragdoll... Or a can of soda.

"It's Ian," he blurted out. "You know, tall dark handsome, lives with Dory and his brother, I think? I've known him forever but I never really thought, you know, 'cause like we always had different friends and stuff but one day he just came out and asked me to tonight, and god, Cler-bear, he was so cute, he's normally so cool and collected and he tried to be all nonchalant and I'm sure you'll like him, we'll have to find you after everything so you can meet him..."

He sighed, a little bit dreamily before grinning and trying to get the upper hand on Clerise, wrapping one arm around her.

"Maybe leave the whole d**k-pretzel thing out though?"