[Raikov recognizes the voice and turns to face him. Oh. He's even more beautiful looking in person...! He could use a good distraction too. Stupid Valmont, running off and not bothering to tell him where he is... No. Stop thinking about him and eye the handsome man in front of you, Ivan.]

Ah- You're... I don't think we actually ever exchanged names.

[The Russian pushes through the crowd of people in attempts to get closer to Dist. Once he's successful, he holds out his hand.]

Ivan Raidenovitch Raikov. And I came out willingly but didn't expect it to be this packed. What the hell is going on?