Sonia was glad there was no more unfortunate misunderstanding, she could finally let her guard down and welcomed their guest... perhaps.

The [i]madame[/i] took no time to immediately make himself feel at home; he walked past Sonia with hips swayed, hat doffed toward Vivian's bed and he even closed the door for her. 

"So? Who's your friend then? We haven't been introduced!" he asked, turning to Sonia. Despite the flamboyant fashion, his general clothing, mannerism, and general air signified a rather grandeur background. 

And it was only proper for Sonia to recall her old etiquette lesson and make practical use of it. Remember, hands on the skirt, right leg behind, lean forward a bit, lest she looked like a complete boar. 

[color=a187be]"Sonia Al-Hathya. Delighted to make your acquaintance."[/color] she answered with a moderate curtsy.