[Without the aid of the mist, there's not a chance in hell Dimitri would actually get to sleep. With it, he manages — but those thigh highs haunt him in his dreams, resulting in him still being touchy in the morning. At least Felix has to cover up for their trip to Midas...
The first stop is a bar and restaurant looking for waiters. Dimitri simply folds his arms and leans against the doorframe, figuring Felix doesn't want him following him directly.
Besides, he can see the spot they have set up for interviews through the window. He doesn't need to be inside.]
Go ahead. Come and get me if they require my permission.
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The first stop is a bar and restaurant looking for waiters. Dimitri simply folds his arms and leans against the doorframe, figuring Felix doesn't want him following him directly.
Besides, he can see the spot they have set up for interviews through the window. He doesn't need to be inside.]
Go ahead. Come and get me if they require my permission.