[Dorian raised an eyebrow at the comment, mostly because his own hadn't been directed at anyone in particular, but also because you wouldn't look at this man and think he'd defend something that barely passes for literature.

Granted, he'd been burned by making assumptions about others before. He looks the man over for just a moment before making a flippant gesture and turning from the aforementioned booth to fully regard the man.]

I'll grant you, they aren't without merit, but honestly, they're an excuse to sit about sipping wine and giggling over ridiculous anatomical references, or to enjoy some much-needed "personal" time, neither of which require a club.