"You're allowed to say no to your butler's company when it's your night out," Aimery noted as he climbed into the seat anyway, thudding his glass onto the counter before settling his elbows right next to it, crossing his arms, and hunching over in a very un-Aimerylike pose. Which was the point. He leaned over towards Lex slightly, "And I'm dodging someone, not rushing. Would you be willing to do me a small, tiny little favor?"