Zarahk, Simon, John
Zarahk couldn't help but look back at the mermaids and winking at them as Simon lead him away. But then he let it go and resumed handing out flyers to anyone who could joust as they went. "I don't see what Diana's always so worried about. I'm a team player. I give my all and I've only like three losses on my record."
He handed a flyer to cute lion hybrid girl who was passing by and winked at her before continuing on his way. "And speaking of records, for the record, I'd just like to say that there's no limit on how much bikini one can fit into their days."
And then a group of lovely ladies passed by, and he almost found himself making his way over to them but Simon was there to nudge some good sense into him. Besides, handing out flyers meant aiding the team, which in turn meant being a more popular jouster and therefore more popular with the ladies. At least that was the arachnian kid's reasoning on the whole thing.
And then Simon bet Zarahk that he knew who was under the cloak. And Zarahk was sure he did. "I'm not dumb enough to take that bet. You know everybody!"
So, while Simon was fixing whatever was wrong with the cloaked kid, the spider was on top of handing out flyers and maintained that focus for the until the centaur waved him over.
Up close he recognised the statue from his classes. Although he didn't really know him that well. But Simon knew him so he figured some conversation was in order. "Yeah, I've seen you in class before. What's up? How are you liking this first day?"
One of the advantages of having so many eyes was that Zarahk could simultaneously pay attention to the conversation with the three of them, and the Siren taking off her sweater. However, with the majority of his attention staying on Simon and John, his mind had to compensate for the lack of ocular input. This meant that in his head, he saw the Siren in slow motion and moving much more sensually.