[So far most Avalon fae are jerks. Having tried offering space to refugees and help out, it feels nice that they’re throwing a party, but he doesn’t think he has the stamina to stay for very long.]

A cowboy?! Tch, I’d lasso him up if it were.

[Unfortunately, his childhood dream was to be accepted into a mafia family, and to be powerful, like his father had been. So… just a suit. Pinstripes, and perhaps a fedora.]

The invitation wasn’t very clear. What if it is a costume party? What would you dress up as if you attended?

[Then he and his partners would stick out like sore thumbs.]