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— Matthew Ariston, — the blond with straight hair introduced himself, — pleased to meet those who share the interests of our humble club.
— Victor Frostshot, — the brunette continued.
— Glorious Kusifon. — The last one finished, most likely an aristocrat.
— And you? — Matthew turned to Cleone, who was the only one in the group who hadn't introduced herself.
— None of your business.
— Wow. — Glorious whistled in surprise.
— Well, fair enough... — Matthew was annoyed by this answer, but said nothing more on the subject, trying to maintain a polite tone.
Victor preferred to remain silent. An awkward silence fell in the room.

Zerek smirked slightly at the Serberian's rudeness. Ilensiya, expecting something like this, showed no outward reaction to the situation. Darbon subtly shrank, guiltily tucking his head into his shoulders.
Since Yuissis himself didn't dare introduce his companion, the others decided not to do it for him either.
—Ahha, very pleased to meet you! — Rogdan continued as if nothing had happened. Zerek, who had known him longer than the others, noticed that the baron's smile was a little wider and less natural than usual. —Gentlemen, to be honest, I've been thinking about the name of your club all the way here. I myself have only found a modest amount of information related to, uh... a ritual? — he paused slightly, — an invocation? Please forgive my ignorance, but perhaps one of you could clarify the veracity of bringing something like that to life?