As the woman approached his cage he took note of how she was looking at him.<em>"Perhaps I have found her?"</em>he thought as he listened to her questions. The way she talked and held herself gave him an idea of her nationality, or at the very least, the nation that she lived in most. She was French, there was almost no doubt! "Good evening m'lady. I am Adonis. I would offer to kiss your cheek as the standard greeting of your home, yet these bars make that nearly impossible. Its a shame."<br/><br/>He took another long look over her, observing her mannerisms as he thought about the question she had asked. "Somewhat, Im aroused by the fact that a new owner may be in this room, watching me, planning what she might like to do to me. It would be a shame if I did not give her every look and angle she desired before getting me in her grasp. I pray that I will not be forced to wait to long before serving her...and yet even if I am not purchased tonight I can go back to a book. Perhaps I'll finish Thus spoke Zarathustra tonight if there are no bids."