Horatio sighed, "There's nothing exciting about a massively expensive event where the rich and famous gather to stuff their faces with escargot and brag about their many, boring adventures" he stated, though clearly he did not think any of that was quite as interested at it would sound to someone else. Honestly, he thought it would discourage the girl.

Heading down the hall he could hear several people speaking about. Something about hoping there would be champagne and other fancy booze to get smashed on. He tried to ignore them, after all, he was trying to get home before it started... raining.

Just as he was hoping for it, it was moments after stepping outside that the rain began to pour, adding a little extra irritation to his day because of course, he had not thought to bring an umbrella that morning. His place was only a few blocks away and he always insisted on walking so unfortunately there was no car waiting for him.