George turned around, as Brynn's eyes brought his attention to the doors, noticing the foreign pop star stepping through, just before the digital clock jumped from 19:59:59 to 20:00:00. "Welcome, miss, welcome. Good to see you made it in time!" he called her welcome, as he signaled the security guards behind the door with a nod of his head, upon which they closed the doors. The sounds of a key scraping through the keyhole notified the participants that the doors were being locked, but the bars on this side of the doors would be able to unlock them in a moment's notice just by pushing, keeping them available as an emergency exit.<br/><br/>The short man himself walked over to the salon corner, lifting one of the large chairs with relative ease before carrying it over to the poker table, making sure there was a seat for everyone. "If everyone would be so kind as to pick their card, we can all figure out our position at the table." he urged on, though his voice polite and unforcing.