Nora brow furrowed a little as Micheal chuckled. No doubt because she was unable to conceal her shock of the club activities or her reactions to them. Once at the  bar she gave the black bar tender a small smile. She loved the mask that everyone was wearing from the ornate one to the simple but beautiful one. Much like the one that gentleman behind the bar was wearing.It was a shame that she wouldn’t be wearing she thought. Partly because she wanted to hide behind one to keep her identity. Partly because she like the romantic mystery that they seem to hold. But Nora also understand that she would be representing Micheal when she worked down here while he attended other matters. So her face would need to be seen.<br/><br/>Nora ordered a Moscato a sweet wine she had come the love over the years. When she was asked what she wanted to drink. There was a brief moment she was tempted order the same drink that Micheal had ordered. But reframe for doing so. Mostly she didn’t like how some harder liquors burn as they went down. She gave the bartender a small thank you when he gave her drink. Then directing her attention back to Micheal. Listening to him as he explained about consent being the highest rule here. Nora gaze slice over to  where he gestured with his glass.<br/><br/>A smile pulled at her lips at the scene before her. She couldn’t help it. As much as she had like the one time that she was bound. She like the idea of teasing and giving pleasure to a man that was restrained. Taking him soaring heights of pleasure. Much like the woman in the velvet gown was doing. Micheal whispering in her ear broke her thoughts. Titling her head to him listening intently. It was if they were close friends sharing a delicious secret. A delicious secret it was. She doubted she ever see the news anchor in the way. Once again Micheal made a good point.  A light blush hit her cheeks once more at his question.<br/><br/>“ None, really Just did a little research once out curiosity  ” She admitted shrugging it off like it was nothing. Blushing all the while.<br/><br/>“ Just a little kink a few times. Nothing like this.” Hardly believing that she just admitted that.<br/><br/>“But I don’t believe that will hamper my ability to run  Sanctuary. And neither do you or you wouldn’t off me the position, So there another reason for your question. Right? Or I’m I wrong. ” She said slowly as if piecing together a puzzle. The question about her undergarments, long lingering looks, and somewhat intimate touches. There was more to his question she knew. She knew the answer but didn't want to admit it.