The aroma grew stronger when Gabrielle spread her legs. Arturo took in another hit of the smell. He gave a small cough in response to it before he scratched at his nose. A small breeze gave him a bit of a reprieve,while blowing the loose ends of his head wrapping floating about before settling.<br/><br/>His lips curled into a pleasant smile as he tilted his head toward Gabrielle's voice.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: Navy">Not bad, monsieur, not bad at all! Had a good breakfast, some... enjoyable company. And soon I will get to do vhat I do best. Which reminds me! 'Ow would you care to do a... duel, of sorts, with le violin? I understand I am... not as good as you, monsieur, but it would be une honor.</span>"<br/><br/>The wrapping around his head shifted just slightly as his eyebrows shot up. He had never thought of such a thing before and it certainly was interesting. His mouth grew pensive and his hand started to scratch at his chin.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">That is a truly interesting proposal dear Gabrielle. And honestly I could say that the honor would be mine. I'll do it.</span>"<br/><br/>He smiled as the cries and hollering of Isabella floated into his ears. Seems the circus was finally getting into full swing. he reached into his coat and pulled out a mundane white<a class="externalLink" href="http://image.shutterstock.com/display_pic_with_logo/366340/366340,1239244264,1/stock-photo-plain-white-mask-against-a-dark-background-28198984.jpg" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">mask</a>before placing it over his head and hiding the string under the wrappings.<br/><br/>He tentatively held out his arm towards Gabrielle.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">If it wouldn't be too much a bother, would you mind guiding me toward Isabella? I'd like to be available if she decides to call upon my talents.</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>