[ He's also a liar, and he offers Charlie a smirk. Once they're back in the party proper, Peter takes a quick look around, absorbs the details in a glance as they move.
The host of the party is interrupted mid-conversation by a small, prim younger man -- another assistant, if Peter had to make a guess. Men in suits -- sharp but plain (uniforms, maybe?) -- are scanning the crowd, eyes sharp when before they were only staring. A couple of those men are breaking off to enter the kitchens.
Peter ducks down, his expression unchanging, under the guise of intimate conversation. ]
no subject
[ He's also a liar, and he offers Charlie a smirk. Once they're back in the party proper, Peter takes a quick look around, absorbs the details in a glance as they move.
The host of the party is interrupted mid-conversation by a small, prim younger man -- another assistant, if Peter had to make a guess. Men in suits -- sharp but plain (uniforms, maybe?) -- are scanning the crowd, eyes sharp when before they were only staring. A couple of those men are breaking off to enter the kitchens.
Peter ducks down, his expression unchanging, under the guise of intimate conversation. ]
Something's wrong. We've gotta leave now.