@ The Bar

"She is indeed. Young and eternal" 
Without word or warning a gentle yet confident voice adds itself to Conda's self conversation, resonating from the other far end of the bar. 

Slightly concealed in recoiling shadows a figure emerged and moved towards him, no creak of a door nor stir of a floor board to signal his sudden appearance, not even the soft sighs of his breath. Where once only shadows dwelled now came a well postured man. He moved with an air of certainty and authority. His motions carried a masculine grace and he held himself with a polite proper etiquette. 

His face clean and dark hair well kept, nearly to a standard as equally immaculate as the fine intricately detailed suit that adorned his slender physique. The facade of appearance was completed and complimented by his steely eyes, a wistful gaze, a chiseled jaw line and the ever charming white grin.

Following a small flourish of his hand he leant over in a faint bow as he greeted the patron. 

"[i]It is a pleasure to meet you.[/i]" He says kindly. "[i]Welcome to my humble establishment, I hope the drink is to your liking.[/i]"

With a smooth fluid motion he retrieved the coin placed upon the bar before watering a rag in the nearby sink and dragging it across the bench surface, scrubbing away at the dust. Ever whilst showing an interest and attention to anything Conda had to say.

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@ Random Rooms

The first few rooms were as one might expect. An ornate bed and dresser. A plant, some old art and a doorway to another room. Then things began to change. As she moved further down the hallway the rooms no longer held consistency, while still stocked as a place of slumber the decor and decorations were of another time. Or of another world...
With things ranging from the unimaginably bizarre to breath takingly beautiful, rooms naturally adapted and were customised to their guests needs and desires. These rooms while apparently vacant still held true waiting for their patrons to return to them.

Vivi gets an unexpected startling fright as behind door 17 a blonde haired man sat slumped against the far wall beside the bed.