May common sense stay with you...it's what lacking in Sirius these days. Bolevara muttered at the couple's back. Giving a brief nod to the Hunter family, he circulated around to the bar, and ordered a few small drinks. With threats like that around...wouldn't do to be tipsy.
From his vantage point at the bar, he saw an odd one out. A stiffly formal dragon stood near the host and Doc Holliday, clearly being left alone. Bolevara remembered something about Dragons and their hand to hand skills. Raising his hand a little, he motioned to the Dragon.
