Preston Pierce stood slightly off to one side of a large group of people laughing and being friendly with each other. The host's entourage if you had to venture a guest. He's not actively taking part in the conversation, instead he appears to be listening with attentiveness as several people speak. He's taller than most of the rest of them. It's then that his pale grey-blue eyes alight on you, having just arrived. You're not familiar to him in this social group, and that intrigues him.He excuses himself quietly and makes his way over to you as you reach the bar before speaking in a quiet, relaxed, rich baritone. May I buy you a drink? He offers, genuine curiosity flitting across his gaze as he takes in your attire, and form, appreciatively but respectful. Whether you take him up on it or not, he holds his out to you. Cheers, to great company.