"Fair enough," said Aenigma in reply, letting a soft chuckle at the threads comment. He listened to the Moros' next words, nodding once as he spoke about the Concilium and its new methods. "Traditions do have their purpose though, but I guess we'll see what the night has in store for us." And just as he said those words, Orpheus walked up to them. "Hey there. You know, we were just wondering that ourselves," he said to the Obrimos with a quick smirk. "Maybe they have some private rooms where things are quieter to actually handle business?"
The young Warlock didn't sound too convinced when he said those last words, giving the other two Mystagogues a shrug. Following Toren's eyes, he noticed their other Cabal mate, dancing around the club. A smile found its way to his lips for a brief moment as he let out a soft laugh. "She does seem to be in her element," he said in response to the Moros' words as he turned to look back at him. "I wouldn't mind a glass of wine, but I'm not sure if they'll serve such a thing in an establishment such as this one."