"Holy hell, Ms. Taylor! As I live and breath." Ramon slurred slightly as his neighbor came into view, peering up at her from the cool brick exterior outside the Scorpion. He'd been at it for a few hours now, drinking and schmoozing and dancing his little butt off, a nice buzz coursing through his veins -- but, like most parties, they could get suffocating. And as much as Ramon loved to mingle, even he still needed a breather every once in a whole. Bringing his beer to his lips, he offered a wide grin. "Didn't expect to see you here. Just stoppin' by, or will I be able to convince you to raid the chocolate fondue fountain with me?"