<strong>Name:</strong>Sebastian<br/><strong>Place:</strong>The Red Lady club<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black trousers, white shirt, black tie, and a waistcoat. Sleeves rolled and pinned in place.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Shyeli Aezaela<br/><strong>Note:</strong><br/><br/>Standing up tall, the werewolf smiled and bowed to the other demon, already moving from around the bar and motioning to one of the other members of the club to take over. VIP guests were treated with the utmost respect, and she was no exception. Sebastian was always trained to meet and greet those who hired booths out, and was to tend to their every need, offering both the club's services and his own should they be required.<br/><br/>His pace quickened as he lightly stepped across the floor, moving to the side of Shyeli and offering her his usual polite smile.<strong>"My Lady Aezaela, such a pleasure to have you in the club. Your usual booth has been prepared for you. I have already taken the liberty of icing a bottle of wine in there for you."<br/></strong><br/>In truth, Shyeli was one of those customers that Sebastian always had time for. Those of her breed tended to be quite open and honest, rarely having time for the airs and graces that most demons valued. It was...refreshing, and the werewolf thought very highly of her.<br/><br/>One arm was even offered in a gesture that suggested he would not mind escorting her to her booth.