[A light smirk as Dorian pours himself a glass of Sangiovese. It's impolite to remain sober if one's companion is expected to drink, but he has tasted this cocktail so much now that he has gone a bit taste-blind to it.]
My friend, you are speaking to the king of all degenerates. [He considers the description as he swirls his wine in his glass.] There is both blackberry and hibiscus flower in it. Adding a little gin will bring out the hibiscus, I think, so it is a perfectly helpful critique.
[Not that he invited Reno over simply to trick him into being a test subject. Dorian moves over to his record player and begins to look through his collection.]
What sort of music do you prefer? I do not know what genres you have in your world.
Then there ya go. When are you tryin' to open the club up?
[ the king of all degenerates, huh? what a title. Reno can appreciate a guy who's able to own it.
he leans back against a counter, bringing the drink with him as he does. he'll keep sipping at it unless he's told to stop. ]
Tough question. [ so many conversations about music lately, and so few ways in which Reno is equipped to participate. ] I've never really listened to music, so consider me a blank slate. Pick whatever you'd pick for yourself.
There are a great many styles of music I have never heard. I've mainly been listening to songs that are more intense, but this one relaxes me.
[He finishes setting the record on the turntable and places the needle on it. What plays is a song in something of the style of Wicked Game. He turns back to Reno with a smile.]
[ bringing his drink with him, Reno comes over to join Dorian and takes a seat where indicated. as always, his posture is loose and lazy, plenty at ease, although the combination of the music and the drink does make him feel a little fancy. ]
This is nice. [ he tilts his head a little, listening to the strains of music that filter from the record player. ] I don't think I've heard anythin' like this before.
[ it's totally possible that somebody is doing this genre in Midgar, but if they are, Reno has never heard about it. ]
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My friend, you are speaking to the king of all degenerates. [He considers the description as he swirls his wine in his glass.] There is both blackberry and hibiscus flower in it. Adding a little gin will bring out the hibiscus, I think, so it is a perfectly helpful critique.
[Not that he invited Reno over simply to trick him into being a test subject. Dorian moves over to his record player and begins to look through his collection.]
What sort of music do you prefer? I do not know what genres you have in your world.
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[ the king of all degenerates, huh? what a title. Reno can appreciate a guy who's able to own it.
he leans back against a counter, bringing the drink with him as he does. he'll keep sipping at it unless he's told to stop. ]
Tough question. [ so many conversations about music lately, and so few ways in which Reno is equipped to participate. ] I've never really listened to music, so consider me a blank slate. Pick whatever you'd pick for yourself.
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[Dorian selects a record.]
There are a great many styles of music I have never heard. I've mainly been listening to songs that are more intense, but this one relaxes me.
[He finishes setting the record on the turntable and places the needle on it. What plays is a song in something of the style of Wicked Game. He turns back to Reno with a smile.]
Come and sit. Make yourself comfortable.
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This is nice. [ he tilts his head a little, listening to the strains of music that filter from the record player. ] I don't think I've heard anythin' like this before.
[ it's totally possible that somebody is doing this genre in Midgar, but if they are, Reno has never heard about it. ]