After word of my little show got around some of my other friends wanted to check out the club. I didn't want Amethystine's roommate Ned to go unescorted since the serpent had some potiony stuff to attend to, so I volunteered to keep an eye on him. Little guy like him would be snapped up in less than an hour, and not wanting to turn around and see a bulging gut in place of him I thought it prudent to fuse with him for the evening. Or maybe I just wanted to do that anyway and used this as an excuse. Both are equally plausible scenarios.

Once we arrived I got pressed into doing some table-side service while a couple of our missing staff were extracted from a soon to be unhappy pred. Fortunately Ned is just the person you want around if you need to multitask a bunch of tables.