Geralt took another sip of his drink, maintaining eye contact with the Ringleader all the while. He found it sexy, the way the French toasted. There was power in looking someone in the eye that Geralt quite enjoyed. 

He watched as Lucien leaned toward him to place the glass in the water, but did not move out of his way. [color=crimson]"Much appreciated, that. I detest a warm cocktail."[/color] There was a moment of silence that followed as Geralt continued to trace the line of Lucien's face with his eyes. His jaw, so soft and familiar, and yet...different.

[color=crimson]"Ah,"[/color] he said, his eyes widening suddenly. [color=crimson]"I almost forgot."[/color] He turned to spy an empty space on the table behind him and snapped his fingers. Instantly, a phonograph appeared where the empty space had been. Satisfied with this, the Magician spun his finger about and the record already installed began to play. The player itself was old, and the smell of its wood wafted through the small space almost instantly. It was finely crafted and the sound as it began to play was beautiful. There were scrolling designs in gold along the edges of the dark, almost black wood, that made up the case. It was from the Magician's personal collection and it rarely ever left his quarters. 

He turned back to Lucien and tilted his head gently, [color=crimson]"Not exactly a party sans music, is it?"[/color] he smiled mischievously and took another sip of his drink, already beginning to feel more relaxed. The music it played was upbeat, but mysterious, with notes of the macabre, very similar to the music Geralt used in his acts.

Illyana looked over to where the music was coming from and saw the appearance of the phonograph. Her eyebrows furrowed a bit as she studied it from afar. She could tell this was an item of Geralt's just by looking at it. She wondered what she could glean if she touched it...but was too frightened of what might happen if she did. The music was a little grating, not what she would have chosen, but enough to create the party atmosphere that the Magician was attempting to replicate.

Cora seemed a little confused at first by Akane's comment, but the remembered the sandwiches in her lap. [color=00a99d]"Oh, right! I'm already feeling a little odd...but okay. Are you warm?"[/color] she asked as she picked up a sandwich and had a bite. Between chews, she added, giggling, [color=00a99d]"I mean...more warm than you normally are."[/color]