[color=fff200][i]"Oh you know me Leo, I'm not much one for parties... well unless they have a lot more screaming involved."[/i][/color] Boogie said jokingly to the use to be lion prince that seemed to have taken offence to his sticking to the background of the festivities. He took the glass that was offered to him and gave Leon a slight nod before the former feline went off to find more interesting company. Boogie looked down at the drink in his hand before a small sneer formed on his lips. [color=fff200][i]"How people drink this is beyond me.."[/i][/color] He mumbled before placing the glass back onto the table, earning a stare or two from some of the other partygoers. [color=fff200][i]"Wonder if I can sneak out of  here, maybe head back to Rumors."[/i][/color] He contemplated aloud as he found himself a spot on the wall, still next to the refreshments table, to lean against.

Boogie had just reached into his jacket to retrieve his flask again when he felt a boney hand clasp onto his shoulder. Looking down over to his side he was met with the sight of the near toothless grin of none other than the author of the Necronomicon himself, Abdul Alhazred. The once monster let a chuckle escape him after hearing the elderly man's statement about his appearance. [color=fff200][i]"Yeah I have done something new with my hair. Oh and I have given this whole [u]having skin[/u] thing a try. I have to admit it is kind of over rated."[/i][/color] Boogie jested as he looked down at the withered old man. He couldn't help but remember what Abdul once wrote about him in one of his many books about the creatures that wander the lands. Something along the lines of a monster that spreads terror where ever it treads, quite flattering if you ask Boogie.