That look in his eyes. Emrys recognized it, and he never got tired of seeing it. He chose the drink for them both with care: strong, but high enough quality that it wouldn't taste strong, at least not at the first sip. Pettigrew raised his glass in a toast but offered no words, so Emrys filled them in as he raised his own glass in answer. "To talented performers," he said smoothly, locking eyes with Pettigrew in a meaningful way. If he took the bait, this was foreplay — if not, they could both pretend Emrys had been referring to the actors from the play.
Lou made this! <3