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[Video; un: ImTayBitch

[Tay's wearing a silver chain necklace, a pretty silk robe that's been left open, has a couple rings on his fingers, and he's holding a coffee mug. If anyone recognizes it, the background is Gaura and Henry's dining room. He gives the screen a warm smile and speaks in a gentle tone.]

Alright ladies and gentlemen, my name is Tay. I'm new here and I need to know the essentials!

I need to know where the party scene is. What clubs do you recommend? Where has the best drinks and music? If you'd rather show me, even better. I promise you, I can keep up.

Also, anyone know where I can get some more modern clothes?

Whatever you can tell me, I'd be most grateful. Thank you and I hope you all have a lovely day.

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[That gets him to laugh again.]

See? You definitely need a drink.

No, I need to ignore your foolishness. You're a trouble maker.

[Wags his finger at the screen. He means it. ]

Bad influences don't get far.

You have no idea how right you, handsome.

[He wishes there was a record button on these things. Kinn would be dying laughing over this. Who was this guy??]

But really, I'm just a pretty housecat who already has those other boring essentials. I just need a little fun.

So where are you going to buy me a drink?

[He looks horrified. Is this what the 'modern' people are like? All the time? ]

Who the hell said I was buying you a drink?!

[He pouts and puts his chin on his propped up hands.]

Aren't you?

[He just... sits there. And stares. And really is wondering why he's not shutting the device down. Maybe there was a little truth in that social life thing. ]

Fine. Where do you want to meet?

[Oh! Oh! The cranky guy is giving in! He’s sure of it. Yay! Tay wins!]

Want to show me your club? Or if you know somewhere else we could dance?

...Dance?

[What the hell does Tay mean by that?]

There are already dancers employed by the club.

[Oh.. wow. Okay. Um..]

No, there are clubs where everyone dances. They aren't taking their clothes off like the dancers at your club, they're just dancing for fun. Well.. sometimes they do, but don't worry about that.

Want to try that or am I pushing my luck enough with the drink?

[ He looks more perplexed by the moment. ]

I've hired people to dance so they could be watched for fun.

[ That's as close to a comparison as Cheng could get. ]

Maybe the drinking should be the start. I don't know what you expect about dancing.

It always does, darling.

[Drinking should always be first for any activity.]

Don't worry about it, I'll show you after you've had a few. Give me a few moments to find a good rec and then I'll text you the address. And I warn you, if you don't show up, I'll be very disappointed.

[That earns Tay an eyeroll because he can't look flustered at being called darling]

I'm a master of disappointing people. Don't get the address wrong or else it'll be on you.

[It's about twenty minutes later when Tay finds a good spot someone recommends. He sends the details to Mr. Grumpy Pants and to be there at nine.

His outfit isn't exactly perfect, but he makes it work. He has a nice pair of suit pants, a plain white tank top, his black boots, and an oversized pink sweater that he is wearing off one shoulder and somehow folded the torso part in half so it's like a crop shirt- and, of course, his jewelry. This includes a little sparkly gem in his belly button that catches the light through the thin tank top.

He goes to the bar to lounge on a stool to wait for his guest.]

[ Cheng already had this one sized up. He was from the future. So any traditional hanfu from his time would probably be inappropriate. So he chooses some little used clothing, something along the lines of what future people would prefer. Dark eggplant shirt, black slacks, those weird shiny shoes, and his hair in one long, thick braid that started at the crown of his head and wove down. Wallet in place, he heads out and meets the other. Spotting the other, he's not certain if he wants to continue. The way Tay is dressed! And... he's so familiar. Suck it up, Cheng. ]

Tay?

[ He looks like he's about to cross examine a murderer. ]

[Tay's cool, laid-back demeanor shifts immediately to warm and friendly. He sits up straighter and smiles, patting the seat next to him invitingly.]

Hi there, handsome! The bartender was just telling me they make the best Kyoto sours in the city. Care to try one with me?

Kyoto sour? Sure. You drink first, though.

[He has no idea what that is. But he comes over and sits. ]

My name's Wanyin.

Sure.

[He smirks with a shrug. This guy is paranoid! He signals to the bartender and holds up two fingers. The guy nods and immediately starts fixing the drinks.

His smile brightens even more.]

Wanyin, that has a nice ring to it. It's a pleasure to meet you officially.

[He holds his hand out delicately.]

[ Oh. right. These people like touching. He shakes Tay's hand, careful not to crush it.]

How long have you been here, Tay?

[Because just settling in and partying in a place that's kidnapped you seems weird to him. ]

[He lets his fingers brush lightly along Wanyin's as he draw their hands back.

At the question, he puts his finger to his cheek as if needing to do some hard calculations.]

This will be my third night. How about you, handsome?

[Taking a golden box from his pocket, he opens it with a little click. Taking out a cigarette, he holds it out for Wanyin to take one if he wants.]

[He doesnt smoke poppy. Cheng shakes his head slightly.]

Over a year.

[The way Tay touches him is...its confusing. He leans back a bit with a slight frown.]

Three days isnt a long time. You're aware of what this place does to a person?

[Tay nods and puts the box away. He takes out an equally fancy lighter. He waits to answer until he's taken a puff.]

Of course not. How would I? Although one of my housemates has ears and a tail of a fox. It's really weird looking but kinda cool too.

[He gestures to his pants.]

I had to borrow these from him and get our other roommate to alter them. Otherwise, I'd be walking around with a big hole in my ass for his fucking tail.

[ Okay, that was a little funny. He tries to keep his smile to himself and unfortunately, doesn't have a glass or a long sleeve to hide it completely. He should have gotten a fan. ]

The sacrifices we make for fashion.

[It's a deadpan delivery. ]

[Tay grins as he sees that begrudging smile.]

No pain not beauty as they say, right, handsome?

[Their drinks are delivered in two tumbler glasses with an ice cube, slices of grapefruit, and a sprig of mint. Whenever or if ever Wanyin tastes it, he'll find it tart, sweet, and spicy.

Tay lifts his glass and quietly cheers Wanyin, even though he's not drinking yet. He takes a sip and slowly nods with approval.]

Not bad. I could use a little more hot sauce. I'd ask if you like things spicy but..

[He looks Wanyin up and down with an assessing eye.]

I wouldn't believe you if you said no.

Wanyin.

[He corrects softly, not sure he likes the familiarity coming from a stranger. Once Tay takes a drink, he tastes his own, eyes lighting up. It's the first time he's taken a drink that was 'modern,' and it wasn't what he expected at all. The sip becomes a gulp and soon it's gone. ]

Yunmeng is home to spice. I never thought to mix spice into alcohol.

[Wuxian would love this! ]

Hm? Alright, alright, Wanyin.

[Despite all his flirting, he's genuinely pleased to see the liquor choice was a good one. You never know, but the bartender had been very confident he could make it well.

He laughs when he sees how fast the silly grump drinks.]

Really? Home to spice. Sounds like my country. I'll have to remember that. Would you like another one of these or would you like another spicy drink I know of?

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