Daniel wasn't sure how to respond right away despite the direct order. He eyed the open seats on either side, unsure of which one to take. In truth, he wanted to be near Kristopherson, but thought it best that he keep his distance, especially since Logan was here as well. The incubus didn't look hostile or resentful toward him, and instead waited for him to take a seat like the rest of the group, but the Westley didn't want to take the chance. Instead, he took the seat on the opposite end next to Audrey and shrunk himself down somewhat.

"How's it goin'?" he asked, trying to include himself but for once finding it difficult. "It's been a while."

"Yeah, it has. Ordinarily, organising a get together would be your thing." Audrey answered without grace, unintentionally pointing out the fact that Daniel had been keeping his distance from the others for quite some time. Daniel uncomfortably folded his hands on the table in front of him.

"Yeah." he replied with a nervous laugh. He was trying to mask his discomfort, but was failing miserably. "I hope you guys don't mind my crashing the party."

"Nah. You're good. Welcome back." said Travis.

"Sorry it took me so long. I'm still trying to get my shit together."

"Well, they say your twenties is just the time to do that."

"Things have been kinda rough all around." Daniel stated. His shoulders were slouched and his arms were crossed. The Westley couldn't even look in the direction of Kristopherson, and Alois wasn't too keen on him, either, in truth. He wasn't sure if he was actually welcome, but neither were the others, truly. They watched him carefully in order to gauge him. He seemed remorseful for his actions, but time would tell if it was out of sincerity or because he was in trouble with them.

"It's starting to look up I think, though." he added. "I cleaned up my house, finally."

"You really oughta get a housekeeper or something if you're gonna be like that, mate." answered Audrey.

"Yeah, yeah… So… What have I been missing?" the Westley questioned.

"Not much other than Travis getting a girlfriend." chimed in the Watchdog before gesturing past Travis. "This is Patricia, by the way."

"Hello." the woman said politely, earning a similar response from Daniel.

"Other than that, things have been pretty ordinary." Ciel concluded. "Not much else has changed."

"I take it you and Alois are still up to your usual outrageous nonsense?"

"You bet, Danny." the menace answered. "Getting trapped in weird supernatural mindscapes... meeting doppelgangers and talking animals… you know, ordinary stuff. Ciel made a random guy run away the other day because he brushed his shoulder on accident the other day."

"All I did was look at him..." the bluenette offered in explanation.

"He has frightening people down to an artform. It's really quite beautiful, actually." Alois said, leaning further into his beau.

"And married life is still going well for you, too, huh?" the brunet answered, earning an appreciative response from Audrey.

"Ugh, thank you..." the reaper said. "It's still just as gross as ever. The honeymoon phase doesn't seem to be over, and there's no end in sight."

"Suffer, Baines." retorted the menace, leaning his head on his Watchdog's shoulder. "This is what it's like to have married friends." Narrowing his eyes, he pointed to Audrey and spoke ominously as though he was foretelling a harrowing Armageddon.

"It will happen to you." the blonde hissed, prompting a few of the others to snort in response.

"Who knows? I might never get married." Audrey replied with a shrug. "With my luck, I'll be single for the rest of my life."

"You don't need to worry about that stuff for now." stated Ciel in an attempt to be helpful. "If it happens, it happens, if it doesn't, then you continue to live your life to the fullest, regardless."

"Easy for you to say. You're basically immortal. How old are you turning this year again?"

To this, the bluenette shifted uncomfortably and cleared his throat. His gaze averted, dodging all others, including his spouse's. The blonde grinned up at him, already knowing the answer.

"One hundred and forty..." Ciel muttered, pouting ever so slightly at the amused responses he received as a result.

"Yeah. I thought about as much." Audrey sneered. "Should we start calling you 'grandpa'?"

"Only if you strongly dislike having kneecaps." the bluenette answered promptly, silently gloating a smidgeon as his beau giggled. The reaper, however, was less than amused and frowned. Knowing the bluenette, he most certainly has made good on a threat that was at least similar at some point.

"It's hard to tell when you're joking or not, you know."

"Untrue. If I was serious, you most certainly would know. I promise." Ciel quipped, somehow making the reaper feel better. Audrey wasn't afraid of the man, nor did he think that he would ever hurt him, but it had been so long since they had last met that he needed to grow accusmtomed to the demon's dry-yet-morbid sense of humour.

While everyone chatted and engaged in witty banter from all sides of the table, the group seemed to be ignoring the elephant in the room named "Daniel". That is, everyone aside from Kristopherson, who became noticeably quiet since the Westley's arrival. He sat on his side of the table and talked primarily with the two men who were directly at his sides, Logan and Alois. The Miles only contributed to the rest of the group's discussion when addressed. He was obviously discomforted by Daniel's presence, and the Westley seemed to notice, contributing to the conversation even less.

This was not going as planned. Daniel intended to apologise to Kristopherson that day, but so far, the stars did not appear to be aligned in his favour. There were far too many people around to do so appropriately, and the Miles would most likely not talk to him if he didn't.

Thus, the two men remained in silence until the group decided to change venues. They paid for their food, splitting the bill in a way that seemed fair. Logan didn't eat anything, given his species, and the two couples negotiated their checks. Ciel and Alois argued briefly over whose turn it was to pay as both of them wanted to, and Patricia protested Travis paying for her despite her protesting.

"You have a rich boyfriend and you still want to pay?" questioned Audrey, arching an eyebrow as he prepared to pay for his own meal.

Patricia crossed her arms in a proud fashion and replied: "I'm the kinda girl that likes to wait on, not be waited on. It's nice on occasion, but he paid for the last thing."

"Understandable." Alois chimed in with a shrug. "You go, girl."

Travis smiled at the conversation, but had no further commentary. What he did have to add was not appropriate to bring up around other people. He knew that Patricia was having trouble that particular month financially, as she had no boxing matches to compete in, and her allowance was needed to be spent on other necessities. He did find it flattering that she was willing to offer, however. It made him feel special.

After the payment situation was dealt with, the group made their way down the street. They walked around, occasionally arguing about the location of their next stop. It was nearby, but concealed by taller buildings. They walked around for a while before one of them remembered that Google maps was a thing that exists. Until then, they were left wandering aimlessly with hardly any direction at all. The group was left shivering in the cold air as they walked down the sidewalk, trying not to run into other people or inconvenience them with their confused wandering. A few people were rude and barreled past, but in a big city, that was to be expected. Several of them kept their eyes on the other side of the street as they searched rather than in front of them where they belonged, but that is where a certain lycanthrope made a discovery.

"Isn't that that Blackwood guy?" he questioned, causing a few members of the group to turn to search for the assistant immediately. Ciel and Alois found him while Logan and Daniel searched the crowd on the other side of the street until they found him as well. The rest of them waited for an explanation as to who "Blackwood" was in the first place.

The scene was bizarre. The man had stopped to stare back at them as his right eye was closed. He smiled, but it was by no means friendly. The supernatural members of their party stiffened, not enjoying the fact that the man could see their non-human faces as he pleased. It somehow made them feel violated, and in a sick, twisted way, it looked as though Blackwood knew. All of this was lost on Daniel, however, for as soon as his eyes honed in on the assistant, he smiled, perking up a bit for the first time since the meeting as he waved at the man from across the street. Once Paul saw him, however, his smile shifted in a way that made it seemed softer, but was obviously fake. The assistant waved back, albeit with less enthusiasm, before walking away. Daniel didn't mind, however. He simply assumed that the other man had important work to do as always. He hadn't the slightest idea of what he was actually doing, and it was nothing good. The others, however, were more aware of the man's shady demeanor, and were curious as to what the assistant's issue was.

"I didn't know you were friendly with Mister Blackwood, Dan." Alois commented, keeping his intentions hidden behind a casual tone. In response, the Westley blushed and his smile became slightly smaller.

"Uh, yeah..." he said. "We kind of have a thing."

"'A thing'?" echoed Audrey.

"Yeah, a thing."

"What kind of thing?" Ciel asked, catching on to his beau's plot. They all were curious as to what Daniel met, especially since the man was obviously hesitant.

"A… Uh… 'Seeing each other' kind of 'thing'?" he answered.

Daniel didn't sound sure about it at all, although it could be because he wasn't sure how the others would react. And the others weren't sure how to take that. There was naturally concern. Daniel's impulsive tendencies and immaturity made them wonder if he was in the relationship for the right reasons. Moreover, he wasn't sure if he was safe. He was an adult, but he was a young one at nineteen, while Blackwood was obviously somewhere around thirty. They didn't know if he was in his late twenties or early thirties, but they knew that he was significantly older. In most cases, that within itself is a massive cause for concern.

"Really?" Alois inquired, trying his best to sound non-confrontational and supportive. Regardless, he looked toward his beau, who shared with him the same expression of uncertainty. Ciel didn't think things were right at all, especially given his knowledge of Blackwood. He didn't seem like the type who would be interested in Daniel, but rather, the type to break down and do something rash under immense stress, if Ciel's sense in profiling was as keen as he thought. The duo's concern was picked up by everyone else aside from Daniel himself, who despite his outgoing nature, was not quite as perceptive of these things as he believed himself to be.

"Since when?" asked Audrey as a follow-up question. He wasn't as graceful as Alois was when it came to beating around the bush, but he tried.

"Well… Since about last night?" Daniel said, knowing that it did sound rash.

"For real? What happened?" the reaper pried further. The group continued walking, but at a much slower pace, much to the irritation of some impatient passers by on the sidewalk.

"Well… I kinda lost my virginity." The Westley said, feeling as though he should brag, but feeling a bit apprehensive as he said it aloud. He especially regretted it as the other's faces looked startled, aside from Travis, who always looked calm. The blondes in the group were especially pale, as Kristopherson held himself back from scolding the man and Alois gripped his beau's arm a little tighter. No one had a good feeling about this at all.

"Yeah, right, Dan." Audrey said, refusing to believe it. "You've pulled that one before. Come up with new material."

"It's true this time!" the brunette insisted, his face turning a tad pink. Audrey scoffed, dismissing the man's declaration as a fib or a prank.

"Yeah, yeah, Dan..."

"What do you want me to do to prove it?"

"I don't want you to do anything. I don't wanna see that shit."

"Then what should I say? 'I woke up this morning with an ass so sore that it feels like Satan himself got a hold of me'?"

"Yikes..." Kristopherson accidentally said aloud. He cringed at the thought as his heart seemed to drop in his chest. It was scary, to think that Daniel was off with an older man, but part of it was that he was off with another man. Kristopherson didn't want any romantic or sexual involvement with Daniel whatsoever. That ship has sailed, but the idea that the Westley could throw him aside so easily did sting a bit. The word he uttered stung Daniel as well, causing his head to whip around and fixate on the wolfman.

"What? I'm moving on with my life. I can't stay pure and innocent forever, you know." Daniel replied, crossing his arms as the group stopped on the sidewalk and loitered.

"Yeah, but Dan… You're going too fast… And with your dad's assistant, really?"

"Oh, is that touch of jealousy, I hear?" the brunet snidely retorted, causing the other to puff up a bit in an attempt at intimidation. Logan simply looked on at them, gauging the situation. He certainly did not want a repeat of the last time the two met. Daniel and Kristopherson didn't, either, but they were certainly posturing that way.

"No, that's a 'touch of' concern, given how utterly irresponsible and ill-advised that is." the Miles said.

"What are you? My mum? Quit trying to pick up after me. I left your place, remember? I don't need you to take care of me. I can do it myself."

"I'll believe it when I see it." Kristopherson stated, causing Daniel to frown. "Let's just go, alright? I'm tired of fighting with you all the time. It's a pain in the ass."

"Then stay out of my business and let it go." Daniel answered, following behind the wolfman as he cut through the group and took the lead.

The others followed as well, hoping the two would make up soon. At this rate, however, they would never be able to take them both somewhere ever again. The incubus, however, loitered at the back of the group, however, leaving Kristopherson's side for the first time that day. Logan needed some air, as the two colliding had seemed to poison it for a while. His gaze pointed slightly downward as he followed the others, hardly listening to them. Fortunately, they were mostly silent aside from discussing where on earth they were going from time to time. Obviously, the mood was spoiled severely. Hopefully, there was sill time to save it before the day was over and they all had to return home.