"This is unseemly," the man shot a pleading look at Klaus "What do you think you're doing? Why are you with...with...this?!" he hissed gesturing at Randy. Klaus smirked and grabbed Randy's backside.

Randy smiled briefly at that before turning on the man who'd addressed them. "The hell did you call me?"

"W...well...you...you look like something he picked up off the street!" said the manager defensively.

Randy VIII bent toward him, uttering a low growl as he bared his teeth. "I ain't a thing, and never you mind what I look like."

"Klaus what are you doing? You're going to cause a scandle!" the manager hissed, "Oh?" Klaus raised an eyebrow and put his hand down Randy's shirt.

Randy seemed to calm considerably, at least for the moment. What are you up to, sug'? he thought at Klaus.

I'm causing a scandal came the casual reply as Klaus gave him a pinch.

Randy snorted and grinned, shaking his head before reeling Klaus in for another kiss.

"Out! That's it! Get out!" the manager gave them a shove.

Randy VIII made sure to shove him right back on the way out, harder than was perhaps necessary.

Klaus waited until they were outside before he burst out laughing, "That was good!"

Randy giggled a bit. "Why you wanna go 'round gettin' into trouble?"

"Well yes, I could do with some excitement," said Klaus.

"I gotcha," said Randy with a nod. "Well, excitement's good... but I never did get to eat any seafood."

"We can find other places to get food, the night is still young!" said Klaus putting an arm around Randy's shoulder.

Randy's grin returned. "Oh, sug'... C'mon, then!"