[Jean-Claude continues to smile though he quirks an eyebrow at the other man questioningly. There's nothing more suspicious than someone sitting alone at a bar and reassuring that they're having a good time, after all. Surrounded by beautiful people, beautiful dancers...]
Is there something not to your liking here, perhaps? [He leans forward, resting his elbow on the bar in front of him and his chin on his hand as he regards the other man. It's striking a pose if ever there was a pose to strike, but that's Jean-Claude for you.]
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Is there something not to your liking here, perhaps? [He leans forward, resting his elbow on the bar in front of him and his chin on his hand as he regards the other man. It's striking a pose if ever there was a pose to strike, but that's Jean-Claude for you.]