Tonight would be the test to see if Luxord was really up to Grell's standards. He had looks, charm, poetry and bloodlust going for him, but there was just one more thing that Grell had to know. What did he look like when he gouged into someone? Did he have that almost feral look that Sebastian had when he'd gone to protect his precious master? Or would he have something different? Closer to her? Or more like Will when he cleaved a soul from its body? Without a heart, Grell had no way of knowing if Luxord would even make a face, but he certainly hoped he would. There was nothing more beautiful than seeing a good man dressed in red.

"I'll be making my way to his room - the fool was daft enough to write it on the board where anyone could see. He's in M71." Tonight was going to be fun. The company was perfect and much more in-line with his interests and persuasions than the law-minded crowd like Bruce and Wally. He was going to be able to show Brainiac 5 that he wasn't the genius he thought he was; and he was going to be able to put on a show for a worthy party. "Meet me in the hallway that connects those dormitories? I'm stationed not far from there, but I fear it's a little forward to be inviting you home just yet." Grell smirked as he eyed the card in the Nobody's fingers and then shifted his eyes back to the man's face.