Avitus had come to Scorpio to look for more art supplies and perhaps inspiration... and, curious to see so many people in one place and wondering why, he slowly approached the party.

So he wasn't drinking anything himself (not yet, at least!) but there was now the blue angel-elf-raven-birdthing person, dressed warmly in his usual purple and green robes under a long blue and black poncho coat thing and boots, hanging toward the outer edge of the party. He smiled, but he was less interested in getting... uh... tipsy festive himself, than in just enjoying the atmosphere and watching people.

After a while, he took out his sketchbook and a pencil, and found a perch seat on the back of a nearby park bench, from which he could sketch people.

Feel free to pester him, potentially while he's absorbed in what he's doing, and cooing very softly under his breath without realizing it?