[Duce]

*Smirks and gives rem a friendly open handed tap on the rear, turning him around to send him off into the room at large.* It's true that waiting on you to make your merry way back to my general vicinity is one of my fondest dreams.

Alas, fair absinthe beast, it is time for me to commit myself to the grave of feather and spring; until I rise once again, ready to waltz my way back into sweet regret's arms- and your ever belated endearments.