"Now this is music, Quentin. Perfect."
Zero's smile faded, glancing at the orchestra playing. He then turned his head when Lilou walked past him, smirking at him. He watched her take up the stairs to where Samael was standing, wrapping her arms around Samael's neck coquettishly.
"I thought you won't come," Lilou said flirtatiously as if she hadn't seen him in a while.
"Why the hell did you think I won't?" Samael humored, snaking his arm around her slim waist. "I made sure I wouldn't get late this time."
"I missed you."
"I swear Quentin doesn't have any idea of what would make this banquet perfect." Samael rolled his eyes and glared at Zero in disappointment. "Quentin, whenever you host a banquet, inviting a gorgeous lady like my wife, you should've prepared a room. In that case, you don't need to take a long journey before ripping out her clothes."
