"Good," Orion snorted, amused that they even had to clarify such a thing in the first place.

The waiter simply nodded and went on his way - likely all too used to such shenanigans in the club, if not blind to them entirely. Once he was away, Orion engine settled into an open, loud purr, foot taking advantage of the provided gap-

By settling on the inside of Megatron's knee.

Small steps, Orion. Small steps.

Public 'affections' or not, Orion wasn't about to jump into anything intense.