[ Cassidy looked good, he wasn't going to lie, but he did wrinkle his nose a bit at the choice in trousers. Jeans? Really? Where were the fine leather breeches?! Or was he a decade off or so? Jeans weren't right either way, of that he was certain. ]

'ello crumpet, fancy meeting you here!

[ He joked lightly, as if this hadn't be all prearranged. He gave him a wink before taking his seat, his eyes admiring those rings for a moment before he picked up his mug. He clinked his against Cass' before raising it to his lips for a swallow, then leaned back with a refreshed sounding sigh. ]

Mm, so, what is a gorgeous chap like you doing wearing those trousers? You really do need some leather on that arse, mate. Tight bum huggers which make all the birds 'n blokes turn their head as you pass. I bet they do already, but they won't just be looking at your face.

Love the accent by the way, sends me right back to that time, it does.