The Goetia lad seems to fluff up happily - the king has a surprisingly charming smile and laugh?? Craning (hah!) his neck down, he bowed to the king and flashed his most captivating grin he could muster.

"Mayhaps I could invite you to my next birthday, then? If this sort of music is your speed, I could-- GWAWK!"

The Goetia squawked and almost jumped a foot off the ground, hurriedly grabbing his tails feathers and holding them away. Behind him was Alastor, who held a hand to his mouth in a classic 'oops!' gesture, a tail feather pulled out on the floor under his boot.

"My apologies, good sir! Why, I was getting a little carried away with a lindy hop, hoh hoh!"