Altheia looked as the green-eyed boy smirked mischievously. al others names were revealed but not his own. grinning slightly, she walked up to the boy, stopping once he could see her."In a land without names what good does it do revealing ours but not your own?" she asked him, twirling a feather in mid-air
"My name isn't important, sweetheart. It's what I can do." Oliver explained, leaning forward and studying the girl. She's pretty. A small voice in his mind said. Shut up. "But, if you insist. Most people call me Joker, Jester, or something along those lines."
"So what happens next Jester" Thanatos questioned.
Oliver looked down at his cards and frowned. They weren't moving. Almost as if they were stuck. "I don't know. That's all they want to tell me."
"Bullshit," Sam said lazily, waving their wine glass in the air. "Magic, I can understand. But you can't depend on a bunch of cards to tell you your answers. Just your own wits. Who are you?"
Oliver looked over at the newcomer and visibly frowned, an odd expression of his face. "One, it isn't bullshit. Two, who are you?"
"Samine Samudrala, at your service," Sam bent down and kissed Oliver's hand flirtatiously, a smirk growing on their face. "Alright, now I am going to comment on the state of this party, and you are going to laugh like I said something funny. Because if you're not going to use etiquette, I guess it's up to me to correct you," (and oh shit i know that he's talking with maddie and altheia right now… how can this fit in the conversation?)