Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200326185554/@comment-28358106-20200328033404

"Let's hope he isn't distracted by the scenery. Or, at the very least, not as much as I am, ha!"

Dorian tosses back the last of his gin, then casually points a finger at Kelthia. "You know, I often wonder what it is that keeps a beautiful woman unkept for so long. Is it the money?  Because if it's the money, I have a remedy."

Downstairs, Bailey is sulking in the same chair in the entrance, while Juno stood not far away, playing her lyre and hoping for tips as the evening drew out. She stops and turns to look at Aleric, blushing a little at the compliment, but her composure is mostly held due to her bardic nature.

Bailey, on the other hand, is taken by surprise at the compliment. Before Juno can answer, Bailey does. She sits up straight, obviously taken aback.

"Uh...me?" She points to herself. "I, uh...that is, we're...uh...jus' waitin' here 'cause the boss is here, and, uh, we're waitin' on a room."

It's obvious that neither guile nor conversation are her strong points. She looks at Aleric with wide eyes, as if she's spooling up a better response if she is spoken to a second time.