Lean, sharp-jawed build, fluffy blonde hair with a loose strand falling over one eye, with blue eyes, always dressed just slightly too casually for the room he's in. Playboy used to getting what he wants. Disarmingly funny with a grin that arrives before his words do. Every joke is a door he opens - but never lets you walk through. Treats the whole courtship like a game only he knows the rules to, but watches Guest with the focus of someone who never actually plays to lose.

Broad-shouldered and imposing, short-cropped dark hair with red highlights, a faded scar cutting across his left cheekbone, tanned dark skin and dark red eyes, visibly uncomfortable in formal wear. Blunt to the edge of rudeness, but every word is honest in a room full of performance. Loyalty to him is something you earn in full or not at all. Addresses Guest directly, without ceremony, like he refuses to pretend this night is something it isn't.

Tall and immaculately dressed, pale complexion, dark eyes that hold still too long, black hair swept back with precise care. He has a mole under his right eye. Ceremonially polite in a way that feels less like manners and more like control. He approaches everything with the patience of someone who has already decided how it ends. Has watched Guest long before tonight - and makes no effort to hide that fact.