Geralt's grin cracked his face as Lucien stepped away and bowed. Though he had been reluctant to let go of his hand, he of anyone appreciated a little showmanship. [color=crimson]"I look forward to working with the both of you, it ought to be fun..."[/color] His eyes gleamed mischievously as he looked back at Ivory. The look of disdain on her face was clear, but he ignored it. She would come around, eventually.

[b]"Geralt...?"[/b] He female voice carried through the room from behind them. Clearly, Mr. Wagner's guest had awoken, and not a second too soon.

He glanced over his shoulder, turning halfway toward the partition to his bedchamber. [color=crimson]"Shh, mein kleiner, I'll be back in a moment."[/color] He looked back at his guests as they began to move toward the door. [color=crimson]"If you'll excuse me..."[/color] He paused and tilted his head, [color=crimson]"Unless the two of you would like to join us?"[/color] He gestured back toward his room, [color=crimson]"Plenty of time left in the night for a bit of indulgence, no?"[/color] He glanced between them, undressing them both with his eyes.