( Gwen? That's a pretty awesome name; kind of old-timey, actually, and Peter decides then and there that he likes it. Not that he goes around rating people's names or anything, but 'Gwen' is unusual enough that he doesn't think it'll slip his mind anytime soon. Yeah, that's definitely it. It has nothing to do with the fact that she seems cool, friendly, and also happens to be really pretty ...

Wow, no. Back to the conversation. Man, she's a lot closer than she was a second ago. )

Yeah, I just got here the other day. It's been ...

( ... Pretty eye-opening? Kind of shocking? Deeply uncomfortable? )

Pretty interesting?

( His laugh is a silly, awkward thing, because even though he's been assigned Dominant status it still makes him feel pretty dreadful that he's going to be benefiting from a caste system. One thing he knows for certain is that he's been dragged through to a messed-up world. )

How long have you been here? ( But this is kind of ridiculous, so he leans in close again so he can be properly heard. ) Wait— do you wanna go sit somewhere quieter? I saw some tables at the back.

( He makes a vague gesture beyond the dance-floor with a hopeful (if not lop-sided) smile. )