[b]Dorian[/b]
[Upstairs]
[@CandiBarr]

Dorian looks down at his glass as he swirls the last drop of red wine around it's crystalline edges. He finishes his drink and places the glass down on the table. 
"Sophia," he says looking her straight in the eyes, "as agreed your business is your business, I'm just glad we could offer suitable accommodation for your endeavours." 
He picks up the full glass that had been sitting on the table and swirls it beneath his nose as he watches it whirlpool against its glass walls, examining it like a true wine aficionado. 
"If there is anything I can do for you, to help, please let me know." He says giving up a small friendly smile. The highest sign of affection so far.
"After all, the success of your enterprise will influence upon the rest of the tavern's reputation." And there it was... He takes a sip of his wine and lets the liquid sit in his mouth for a second as he looks at the glass.