Of course Greed wasn't about to miss out on a party. After seeing the invitation, he had made his way over to the area it was supposedly being held at, grinning all the while. He was quickly enamored by all the decorations as he arrived, unable to help but be impressed by the thought put into the event. The music was gentle yet still made him naturally sway to it, and the smell of all the gathered foods made his mouth water. He liked this Wade guy already.

"Hey, nice party, my guy," he says as he trots up to the host, shifting his shades down so he could get a good look at him. There's still that toothy smile on his face, sharpened fangs glinting. Then he glances around. "So, where's the drinks?" some alcohol would be very appreciated. He had spent a little too much time thinking over recent events, and getting shit-faced was definitely a good way to deal with it.

"SPEECH"