Then you should be really glad that you don't have to go to a load of them and mingle. Regularly.

Left of the door, about halfway down to the table

I see you, yes. Nice, very nice.

[ Ignis himself is impeccable, in a suit that has been modified for him and accents his height, the broad shoulders, the slender hips.

Possibly surprisingly, the man he is talking with is an actual stunner, the kind that about a third of the partygoers salivate over. Except Ignis's pinched expression shows exactly... how well the inside seems to fit the appearance. (Not that much.)

And, yes, he did mean the compliment. Very much. ]