Luxord was feeling rather pleased with himself as he portalled into the fairgrounds, near the mess hall where he knew Larxene would be. She could cause all the chaos she wanted - his fun would be to watch and to keep people from interfering. It was her show, after all.

So he kept an eye out for the blonde girl who had seemed so unbelievably happy that she'd gotten her precious Laharl back. Oh, there she was. Presuming to be standing guard - how cute. "Pardon me, miss," he said with a smile, his blue shirt and khakis an innocent enough outfit to go with it - no cloak for him, he'd rather not give the game away right from the first deal. "I seem to be lost." He knelt and took her hand, turning on the charm full force in an attempt to distract her. She'd be the most worried about that annoying Overlord and therefore the most attentive to the events inside the tent, and he just couldn't have that. "I wonder if a kind young lady such as yourself might show me my way?"