[color=burlywood]"Well I'm certainly happy to hear it is to your satisfaction then."[/color] He said, having expected for him to ask for at least some minor things. Perhaps he had misjudged him, or perhaps he was simply trying to remedy the bad impression he had of him. 

Lucien raised his eyebrows a bit as Geralt spoke up again and began to look through his briefcase. He caught the unnatural movement of how deep his arm had gone despite how small the briefcase was. It was probably some form of magic. If he had to guess then it meant most of his belongings were probably in there. It was certainly a handy thing. He was clearly surprised to see the man extend a bottle of wine to him, and one from Bourdoux at that. 

[color=burlywood]"Oh.. Pourquoi vous ne devriez pas avoir."[/color] He said. [color=burlywood]"It's even from Bourdeaux.. Quite the charmer aren't you?"[/color] He [i]did [/i]appreciate the gesture, no matter what the motives may have been. 

[color=burlywood]"Since you went out of your way to bring this, I would be happy to share a glass with you one of these nights. It is the least I could do."[/color] Lucien was too polite to not extend the invitation. After all, it had been a while since he had been able to enjoy a nice glass of wine in the peace of his own trailer, considering he had to cut back on it when their financial problems had started. 

[color=burlywood]"Ah, but I can't really be walking carrying this bottle around, so I hope you do not mind holding onto it for me."[/color] He said before returning the bottle to him. He could faintly hear the sound of people getting louder, so he glanced back at the man. 

[color=burlywood]"I assume you have everything that you need? The briefcase seems to hold more than it appears."[/color] He commented, hoping that it was the case, considering they were practically out of time.