Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200326185554/@comment-28358106-20200326231000

"Then let us hope it isn't the last."

Dorian takes the madame's hand and kisses it, lingering just long enough, but not so much that he get sidetracked too quickly.

"My invitation."

Still gently holding her hand in his own, he places the elaborate envelope in between her fingers, along with a platinum coin, tucked so as not to be obvious to onlookers. Bailey notices the gesture, and her mane fur bristles.