"Oh yes, that's right, Rodimus. Apologies, I had mistaken you for someone with taste." This was so much easier than it had any right to be. It almost isn't even fun. Almost.

Tarn mildly leans away from Rodimus as he begins to get up from his seat, sipping at his engex.

"It isn't hard to find Autobots here. Maybe I'll even search out your friend Drift, I haven't spent time with him in some while..."