Before he could complain at his friend any longer a resounding knock on the door announced the arrival of their new roommate.  Graeme bit his tongue and spun on his heel, leaving the lazy man in his huffy wake and heading towards the door. He took an extra moment to comb his long, elegant fingers through his luscious black curls before going for the doorknob, pulling it open with a swift tug. His took in the newcomer's appearance with one sweeping glance of his glaciate eyes before his angular features arranged themselves into a pleasing and welcoming smile.<b>"Hello,"</b>he said, his voice as warm as his eyes.<b>"I'm Graeme.  You must be Lucien?"</b>He was glad to finally have a face to put with the voice he'd heard over the phone, and carefully noted the other man's appearance having a penchant for beautiful things; his eyes lingered on the gaudy necklace for a second longer than was usual. He stepped aside to allow him inside, but not before going for one of the bags at Lucien's feet.<br/><br/><b>"Please, allow me to help you with your things."</b>He glanced over his shoulder.<b>"Kail?"</b>he called, sounding forever like an irritated mother or a tired wife, despite his careful effort to appear cool and aloof.