Lara was just beginning to sip her wine when Sonic showed up, buoyant as ever and, it seemed, just as impatient. "Hello, Sonic," she greeted, setting her glass down on the bar and turning slightly in her seat so she could see him. "Thank you. You look rather nice as well." She had to admit that Sonic dressing up, even minimally, surprised her.

"I haven't seen you for a while. How are you?" She made a mental note to keep the conversation light, in case anyone was listening. One could never be too careful where apparent lords of the Underworld were concerned.