[Funkduder]

Rumors of the attack quickly slipped in and out of Michael's ears as he tried to keep up with the conversation and listen to the background chatter at the same time. A few names in the group slipped through to Michael: John and Dante. Although 'John' seemed like a peculiar name for a girl in Michael's opinion, he figured that Feenai didn't realize her gender quite yet.
"So I was right in assuming that Bella was the red cloaked person. Good. I now have all the names down," Michael thought congratulating himself. He bought a pint of 'dirt-water' under Dante's tab, despite his preference for wine hence the name.
The people, however, were the greater attraction to Michael. Some said that he and Altiel took down the entire army with their bare hands and then battled the Saint toe to toe. Other claimed that the Saint did all of the work and that they were just imagining. In any case, none of them could really describe Michael or Altiel very well, so they were deprived, for better or worse, of that reputation.
Michael took another sip of his drink before joining the conversation at hand.
"It's fine with me, Feenai, but the way I see it, John's a guy's name."
"If I'm not mistaken," he thought after.