A shame really, if only his deep pockets could save him from such. Alas.

[Valvatorez couldn't sound more mocking if he tried, but he sipped from his cocktail again afterward. His eyes watched the mage dealing with her wild shoes, smirk tugging at his lips. Oh, this was grand.]

I hope someone's been recording this. It'll be great to enjoy with a bowl of popcorn later. A sizzle reel, perhaps.