'Hmm I reckon Darius here is the best flirt.' Odalia purred, before taking a bite of her sandwich, 'with his dark, mysterious ways.'

Darius shrugged and brushed a lock of his thick black hair out of his face, eyebrows raised, 'Yes, compared to someone like you, who flutters her eyelashes and swishes her hips, in result getting nobody, almost desperately in need for attention, I'd say I'm better.'

The table laughed, as Odalia grew red, Alador shutting his mouth quickly before she could see him snicker.

'Well,' she said, huffing, 'Go on then. Find someone to flirt with, and see if you can successfully ask them out. We want to see you in action.'

It was silent for a second, as Darius' eyes flicked briefly to an oblivious Alador, before his cheeks glowed a soft pink and he turned silent. The red head who joined the table moments before then rolled her eyes and leaned over to Odalia.