Ceodore goes crashing sideways into his buddy when Frey suddenly turns around. His own grin mirrors the other princes and he nods amiably enough. "Porom's real pretty. They should write a song about her too." The rest of what was being said sinks in and he nudges Frey in the side. "So who's Jeane? You holdin' out on meeee?"

Clearly Porom's annoyance went right over Ceodore's drunk head.