[He'd just shrugged off the bee thing as some typo, because of course he had, that made the most sense at the time.
But he's probably able to get there quicker than her and is casually leaning against the railing of the deck with a cigar of all things held tightly between lips and teeth. Luckily coming from the Lounge means that he's dressed nicely compared to his usual hobo looking comfortable wear, wings hanging loosely at his sides and tail slowly swaying.]
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But he's probably able to get there quicker than her and is casually leaning against the railing of the deck with a cigar of all things held tightly between lips and teeth. Luckily coming from the Lounge means that he's dressed nicely compared to his usual hobo looking comfortable wear, wings hanging loosely at his sides and tail slowly swaying.]