When Luka made it back to his penthouse, he found only Montague waiting there for him. Jesse had to depart after receiving a call about some sort of fixer business that urgently required their attention. Before leaving though, Jesse had bade Montague make it abundantly clear to Luka that they would be speaking of what had happened at the diner when next they met. With that in mind, Luka immediately took a seat at his penthouse's dining room table and willed a pizza into existence. After all the excitement that he'd come from, Luka had worked up something of an appetite. An appetite much larger than Luka had expected, apparently. As by the time he had finished the pizza, his hunger had not abated. And so Luka willed a second pizza into being.

"Young master?" A voice spoke up then in confusion and concern.

Luka looked to see Montague watching him, obviously uneasy at the sight of Luka devouring a large pizza and then moving on to another. "The night's events have left me rather peckish." Luka explained. "...Ravenously so, it seems. Probably just a side effect of my newfound powers. Nothing you need worry yourself about, Montague."

"If I may ask, young master, what are these newfound powers of yours?" Montague asked as Luka took a bite of pizza.

"Whatever I want them to be." Luka declared after taking a moment to properly chew and swallow the chunk of pizza in his mouth. "I am now able to impose my wants upon reality. I need only will something be so and it will be so."

"Imposing your... wants." Montague repeated.

"Indeed." Luka confirmed. "Anything I desire is now little more than a thought away... You need not fear for your job security though. My power only has a reach of 15 feet, so I'll still be needing you for fetching things beyond my reach." With that said, Luka returned his focus to his pizza. A pizza that left him no closer to feeling full after finishing it than the first pizza did.

And so Luka conjured up a third pizza. Then a fourth. Then a fifth. Then a sixth. But no matter how much he ate, Luka felt no less hungry. Luka moved to manifest a seventh pizza then, but Montague beat him to the punch, placing a pizza he had been preparing in the background for the past five pizzas.

"Montague?" Luka asked in confusion at why the butler would bother doing this.

"I have a theory." Was Montague's simple reply.

Seeing no harm in humoring the help, Luka took up a slice and took a bite. It was the most delicious morsel Luka had tasted all month. Now don't get me wrong, the pizzas Luka had summoned were tasty too. But Montague's pizza blew them all out of the water in terms of taste. And on top of that, Luka found that his hunger was satisfied by the time he had finished his food.

Luka looked to Montague then. His face a silent request for an explanation.

"You said your powers let you impose your [i]wants[/i] upon reality, yes?" The butler answered the unspoken question.

"...Oh of course these kinds of shenanigans would throw this in somewhere." Luka said, quickly catching on to the implication. "My powers allow me to bend reality however I want... [i]Only[/i] however I want. It will never give me what I need."

"Just so, young master." Montague agreed.

Luka looked up at his butler and smiled. "Well, Montague... you didn't need to worry about losing your job before. But now you can be certain."

Montague smiled back at his charge. "My certainty didn't falter for even a moment to begin with, young master."

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[center][b]1[/b] "[b]Montague[/b] is my most loyal servant." [b]1[/b]

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[b]2[/b] "[b]Montague[/b] is as wise as he is loyal." [b]2[/b][/center]
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When dawn turned to daytime proper, Luka started his day with a Limo ride. Bound for the venue selected to host day three of his Twelve Days of Christmas Parties, Luka whiled away the drive by willing a fawning entourage into existence to occupy the empty seats of the passenger compartment. As a multitude of faceless men toasted his name and a throng of fawning faceless females worshipfully waited on him hand and foot, Luka thought back to what Montague had told him before.

Luka's powers let him manifest anything he wanted, but nothing that he needed. In this particular instance, Luka had wanted people praising his name. And he had gotten precisely that. But between the empty platitudes and hollow affections he had heard and received a thousand times before, and the fact that none of the people he summoned had a face, Luka concluded that what he truly needed was the esteem and praise of those he had not willed into existence.

Unsummoning the faceless fawners with a thought, Luka looked out a window as he slipped into deep contemplation. He had received a text from Jesse earlier, informing him that they were at the party and wanted to speak with him alone when he got there. Already knowing what it was that the fixer wanted to talk about, Luka had sent a simple reply of "Understandable. See you soon." back to them. No doubt Jesse still wanted answers regarding what had gone down on the tail end of the Boxing Day afterparty. Luka wasn't entirely sure how he would approach the conversation. But then again, Luka was rarely entirely sure about his approach to anything. The Indy Ploy was the greatest thing ever, after all. Making it up as he went along was always a lot more fun than planning things out ahead of time.

Luka was pulled from his thinking by a familiar sight beyond his window. Walking along the street was none other than one of the girls who was roped into this situation along with him. Ashley Whitlock... Or perhaps not Whitlock. She didn't take her surname being recognized all that well. Luka recalled her saying something about wanting her surname changed to Herrera but being unable to for some reason. Luka wondered if that might be something he could help with. After what he had tried to pull during the standoff at the diner, Luka figured he should probably extend some kind of olive branch. "Montague? Pull over in front of that girl there." Luka ordered.

"At once, young master." The butler dutifully complied with the request.

As the limo came to a stop, Luka rolled down the window and leaned out as Ashley drew near. "Miss Herrera." Luka said to Ashley in friendly greeting. "Running into you again so soon is a surprise to be sure, but a welcome one. I'm on my way to meet an acquaintance of mine. One who might be able to help you with your name changing difficulties. If you're free to tag along at the moment, I could introduce you if you like."