Aenigma nods. "I'll make sure to notify you if I run into anything of the sort." The Mastigos offers a friendly smile and a slight bow of the head at his fellow Warlock ( Pulp Noir ) as he walks by them with the swarm of new mages. "Please, don't let me hold you from your nicotine break." The Mystagogue says to the Arrow jokingly. "I appreciate that you took the time to chat with me," he says in a more serious tone. Before Technique heads for the door Aenigma adds, "and thank you for the drink!" He raises his cup and gives him a playful wink before taking another sip from his spiked latte.

That went much better than I expected...I guess he is not that bad after all.