"Ah-ha! I knew you were a tricky one!" he says, in a amused tone that sounds like he's just discovered the solution to world pollution. He gives her hand a small squeeze, leaning closer to her as he speaks in a hushed tone:

"Gorgeous, you could just have asked for it. We would have gotten some food, wine, look at the star, maybe. You know, a real first date. That's all I need."

Well, it's not exactly true, but Oliver is not against a one night stand, and certainly not if said night involved a beautiful woman like Margeary.

"Of course I come with high praise! I'd provide referrals if I could, but you might not be able to reach them from here," he says with another chuckle, easily catching on the innuendos meant there.

Taking a sip from his glass, Oliver shrugs lightly: "I've been kidnapped to another world before. I mean, before I was brought to this place. I think it could have been worse. They could have made up pay for the party!" he teases, though in some ways, he means it. Back on Atia, parties thrown by the Goddess often meant spiked wine and food, and they would end in orgies, much to Atia's delight, he supposes.