Jim can't help but to snort just a little bit when she spits out her drink. Aha. Well now this is finally the woman of the hour. There's just enough of Marcella in her face for Jim's eyes to crinkle when he breaks into a full faced smile. Relief floods him that they aren't too late. That the ever elusive Lartia Avitus hasn't slipped away into the night.

"Well, that's a hell of an introduction. I thought I wasn't supposed to use language like that." Jim teases more to Stratos than to the woman they're addressing. His hands settle on his hips briefly before she gestures to the seats around them. It's a rather good point being raised, too. Jim leaves the closest seat for Stratos to take and settles into the one Lartia had her feet up on instead.

Jim raises one hand as if to wave off any looks she gives him.

"Don't mind me, you two catch up first. I'm just here to help Stratos."