Dance Party

[Armande]

The ear-piece dinged- which was needed. Armande could barely hear anything over the bass of the music- and he checked his wallet. He couldn't help but laugh.

Yeah, Nik was attractive, but that didn't mean Armande wanted him. He never barked up the wrong tree. He knew Nik. And loved him as his brother.

And as an archeologist he had enough puzzles to work out. Pottery shards hold only so much fascination. Something to be worked out, for sure. But not when it came to matters of the heart.

In any case, the club was huge and it was only at the third bar he found Nik at. He smirked. Nik knew how to ingratiate himself.

He hit him lightly on the shoulder with a fist, noting the handsome man who engaged his attention. The lack of an arm was the focus, of course. Not that he'd pry.

"From the look of the women, I'd say you've been playing hard to get, Nik." A few eyes were glanced in their direction. Armande did notice. On the main, one night stands were not his thing.

But a conversation that lasted the night? Well...he was definitely interested. The mind was the sexiest organ a human owned, after all. And his roamed everywhere.