Omnes adsint, quamvis dementi, quamvis nefasti.

The Scientist, unlike his usual manner, was not rushing in, but very much like his usual manner, his gaze dared anyone to try and comment. The dark circles under their eyes were even darker, and they eyed the Socialite’s darkdrop mug with a painful yearning. They didn’t look anyone in the eye as they signed in and took their seat, hoping it wouldn’t be too obviously close to the Maven’s