"Anything? Ooh, that is a dangerous thing to say to an Antivan,"
Enzo chuckled, half at the boldness of youth and half at the possibility that he'd brought trouble right through the front doors of his favorite place in the city. Well... second favorite place. He was not so old yet that he'd forgotten his own youthful romps through the city. The details were fuzzy, sure, but that had nothing to do with his age weakening his memory. Surely this princess would not be quite so reckless. But then... she was her father's daughter. Enzo had never met man, but he was famous throughout Thedas. Indeed, there'd been times in his life when Enzo wished he could follow such an example. But he'd never been musically inclined.
Smiling, Enzo was readying to repeat Adaria's sentiment when she stopped short. Turning to follow her gaze, Enzo chuckled again. "Tomasso? I... well, in truth I couldn't tell you what he wears normally. I don't believe I've ever seen him wear something so conventional as a suit. He is something of a fashion visionary, an artist as well. Perhaps he will grace us with a performance later."
Turning back to Adaria, he gave her a grin before taking a hearty drink from his glass. He then set it down near the food tray and gestured toward the club as a whole as he straightened. "Now, your tour."
Enzo led Adaria Away from their nook, cutting a leisurely path past the expansive bar whose staff wore tight fitting, short sleeved black shirts with pearl buttons and white bow ties, showing off musculature and curves alike. When one moved from behind the bar to run drinks to the various alcoves, his short, black pants revealed bare legs from his impressive thighs down to his polished black shoes.
"My Lord." the man said to Enzo, dipping his head.
"Ah, Simone!" Enzo's smile brightened as he put a hand to Simone's shoulder to pause him on his journey to drop off the drinks. "Adaria, Simone here is a veritable alchemist with spirits. Anything he pours is sure to delight you." he said, gesturing between Adaria and Simone. The tall man gave a modest smile at Enzo's praise and then turned his impossibly green eyes to Adaria. Without the glasses on the tray he carried shifting at all, he bowed at the waist to her.
"It is a pleasure, my lady."
"Say," began Enzo, snapping his fingers, "when you've the time, mix up a couple of glasses of that drink you made for me the other week. With the..." he trailed off.
"The peppercorns, my lord?"
"Just so!" Enzo gave the man a pat on the shoulder as he straightened. "You can deliver them to my booth, yes? Excellent." Simone nodded and then excused himself to complete his task. "Incredibly refreshing." Enzo said as they began to walk again.
They passed around the outer edge of one of the card table areas, then the stage where a sextet was playing a lively jaunt and several patrons danced in couples on the wide floor. "Now, I know this place well, but I should like to introduce you to a good friend of mine who knows it more intimately than any other. I do believe he will be in attendance tonight." Enzo said, his eyes scanning about for Quintilian.
@Adaria Campana
Enzo chuckled, half at the boldness of youth and half at the possibility that he'd brought trouble right through the front doors of his favorite place in the city. Well... second favorite place. He was not so old yet that he'd forgotten his own youthful romps through the city. The details were fuzzy, sure, but that had nothing to do with his age weakening his memory. Surely this princess would not be quite so reckless. But then... she was her father's daughter. Enzo had never met man, but he was famous throughout Thedas. Indeed, there'd been times in his life when Enzo wished he could follow such an example. But he'd never been musically inclined.
Smiling, Enzo was readying to repeat Adaria's sentiment when she stopped short. Turning to follow her gaze, Enzo chuckled again. "Tomasso? I... well, in truth I couldn't tell you what he wears normally. I don't believe I've ever seen him wear something so conventional as a suit. He is something of a fashion visionary, an artist as well. Perhaps he will grace us with a performance later."
Turning back to Adaria, he gave her a grin before taking a hearty drink from his glass. He then set it down near the food tray and gestured toward the club as a whole as he straightened. "Now, your tour."
Enzo led Adaria Away from their nook, cutting a leisurely path past the expansive bar whose staff wore tight fitting, short sleeved black shirts with pearl buttons and white bow ties, showing off musculature and curves alike. When one moved from behind the bar to run drinks to the various alcoves, his short, black pants revealed bare legs from his impressive thighs down to his polished black shoes.
"My Lord." the man said to Enzo, dipping his head.
"Ah, Simone!" Enzo's smile brightened as he put a hand to Simone's shoulder to pause him on his journey to drop off the drinks. "Adaria, Simone here is a veritable alchemist with spirits. Anything he pours is sure to delight you." he said, gesturing between Adaria and Simone. The tall man gave a modest smile at Enzo's praise and then turned his impossibly green eyes to Adaria. Without the glasses on the tray he carried shifting at all, he bowed at the waist to her.
"It is a pleasure, my lady."
"Say," began Enzo, snapping his fingers, "when you've the time, mix up a couple of glasses of that drink you made for me the other week. With the..." he trailed off.
"The peppercorns, my lord?"
"Just so!" Enzo gave the man a pat on the shoulder as he straightened. "You can deliver them to my booth, yes? Excellent." Simone nodded and then excused himself to complete his task. "Incredibly refreshing." Enzo said as they began to walk again.
They passed around the outer edge of one of the card table areas, then the stage where a sextet was playing a lively jaunt and several patrons danced in couples on the wide floor. "Now, I know this place well, but I should like to introduce you to a good friend of mine who knows it more intimately than any other. I do believe he will be in attendance tonight." Enzo said, his eyes scanning about for Quintilian.
@Adaria Campana
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