Oh, Larry. There were plenty of terrible things that could happen, even to the incorporeal denizens. It would take a drastic breech of Rod's particular flavor of protocol – keeping the Veil, and all - which is not something taken lightly. Thankfully, it was not going to get that far. We hope. Keep unbuttoning those sleeves though, pal, and the Alpha male might take it as a challenge. He was watching those cuffs pretty hard... <3
“Not now,” said Roderick as he settled back into his seat after Gwen scurried away. He again adjusted his suit and jacket, and resumed his more cordial demeanor. This was, indeed, a rare occurrence; Rod was usually the most chill of the bunch, next to Erin.
He, too, would be checking his beverage for bits of waitress when it was appropriate, but for now, “Nothing to eat for now, ma'am.”