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[h2]Joseph Moore[/h2]

Joseph wasn't sure what he'd been expecting when he's decided to introduce himself to the blonde man, who was being surprisingly quite friendly. However, he could say with a fair amount of certainty that it wasn't to be kissed smack bang on the lips. Oh, he'd heard what he'd said about it being some form of Slavic greeting, but still, it was a hell of a surprise.

He'd probably have to apologise to Ren about all the teasing now though.

"Huh, well, I'll definitely say that I wasn't quite expecting that..." He said slowly, actually feeling a deal more sober somehow. "Maybe lets just start as friends first, yeah?"

He knew he really shouldn't, but he actually felt kind of guilty for how uncomfortable it made him feel. However, he was glad to put that thought out of his mind when Sasha started talking about Lord of the Rings, comparing him to [i]Aragorn[/i] of all people!

"Well, I'm not sure I deserve to be compared to someone as good hearted as Aragorn, but I guess there [i]are[/i] a few similarities. Still though, maybe someday, I'll talk to my grandparents again. However, I doubt I could ever put the wanderer part of my life away properly. If it weren't for that, I would never have seen half the beautiful things I've seen. Never helped the people I helped. I mean, no offence to you, because you seem pretty alright, but if I had just gone with my grandparents and become Joseph Johannesen after my parents died, I might have ended up like your Cuban friend, and let me tell you, I'm only all too glad to haw avoided that fate."

And then he paused, realising that his drunken ramblings had caused him to accidentally let out exactly [i]which[/i] obscenely rich family he technically belonged to. Worse still, not only would Sasha almost [i]definitely[/i] recognise the name, he or his family may very well have had [i]connections[/i] with them. After all, the Johannesen Conglomerate wasn't exactly an obscure company, with Alexander and Sarah Johannesen being fairly well known as 'richer than God'.

"Um, I don't suppose you could keep the Johannesen part to yourself, could you? I wanna try living on my own power a little longer, you know?"

However, before he could continue, he somehow heard a familiar voice over the sounds of the festival, and turned around.

"Oh, Olivia!" He said, a bright smile on his face, before quickly turning back to Sasha. "Hey Sasha, I'm gonna head over to talk to one of the few other friends I've managed to make in this city, but it was surprisingly pretty nice talking to you! Next time you wanna chat, find a pigeon and ask for me within it's earshot. I'll find you. Anyway, remember to tell Pissgate that he's literally the worst humanity has to offer, and I'll see you then!"

And then he kind of stumble-jogged over to Olivia and Victor, grin still on his face.

"Hey, so did you manage to find your grandmother alright after I left on Wednesday? I mean, I know you could probably handle it alright on your own, but you know. Just wanna make sure."

And then he noticed the large man behind her, and hoped the small pang of dissapointment he felt didn't show on his face.

"So is this guy your date tonight? I swear, everyone I've had an actual conversation with in this city, I've seen tonight with a date. It's almost kind of unsettling."

He chuckled a bit.

"Next thing I know, I'm gonna see the Cuban with a date who [i]doesn't[/i] look depressed and uncomfortable just from listening to him..."

And then he held his hand out to the muscular man, hoping that no small hunt f depression entered his expression. Of course, he was still quite drunk, so unfortunately it was almost definitely pretty clear on his face. Still, he was pretty sure he managed to hide it fairly quickly, so maybe he'd managed to escape notice regardless.

"Hi, I'm Joseph Moore, one of Olivia's more recent friends. Nice to meetcha!"