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Someone was approaching. Not in a stealthy way, or perhaps Alexandre would be more apprehensive about the stranger getting too close. The pace was slow and deliberate, so Ale finished his drink before he raised his head and turned icy gaze toward the stranger. 

He was big. Ale had to tip his head up a bit to meet his gaze, but the spy was undaunted. The bigger the better, he'd always say. Striped fur and a curled tail were memorable markers of this stranger, and Alejandro was immediately interested. 

"Depends on what you wanna call me, sweetheart," he drawled, tipping his head to one side and offering the man a smirk. "I got a few names. Alejandro, Alexandre, Alex, Ale, Baby. Take your pick." Spotted ears flicked forward and he grinned. "Can I have your name, in return?"