Elliott gave a dip of his head in parting when Kazehaya left but made no attempt to follow him. "I guess its just you and me then Jarvis" He said, rather pleased that everyone seemed to have forgotten who was originally responsible of the crazyness going on.
"Yes I suppose so master Elliot" Jarvis Replied "Here is your drink, with a little extra kick." Handing him the drink.
"Thank you Jarvis." Elliott took a sip of the wine and looked back at the carnage a simple bucket of water had caused. Intact furniture was now the minority, the floor was scattered with debris, sand and mud. half the members had taken blows. and it was still early. "Today is going well" He muttered to himself as he stood taking his drink with him. He walked across the Hall, avoiding any combatants as best he could and only spilling a few drops of his wine along the way. He made it all the way to the door, picked up the bucket that was still laying on the floor and stepped out.