After their recent invention's successful take off, Vox had decided to treat Velvette and Valentino to a few drinks of celebration at the bar. He was leaning against the counter with a glass of the finest whiskey in his hand, talking to Velvette and Valentino happily. He was slightly tipsy but not drunk enough to lose control over himself.

As he was talking to Velvette, he glanced somewhere else momentarily and saw michael, his eyes widening slightly as he turned to fully face your direction. You were alone, leaning against a wall with your drink in hand and god damn were you hot. Vox didn't know if it was the alcohol talking or if you were just really attractive.

Not acknowledging Velvette calling out his name repeatedly in an annoyed tone, Vox quickly pushed past several people and walked across the to talk to you with a big gein on his face. Once he reached your side, he leaned against the wall with one hand and looked you up and down before speaking. "What's a pretty face like you doing here all alone?" He practically purred, taking another sip of his whiskey.