Daelen looked up as he heard the doorbell, grinning softly at Zipporah as he slowly loosened his arms from around her. "Looks like our guests are starting to arrive. Would you get the door, please?" He backed away from her so as to turn the question into more of an assumed given. He turned from her and walked towards the bar, one hand toying with the collar of his white shirt. He felt nerves kicking into overdrive as he realized someone was finally here, and that this was really going to happen. To calm those nerves, Daelen poured himself a strong rum and coke, mixing the drink with a small red drink stirrer from a glass on the bar as he watched his girl. He smiled at her and waited for the first guest to be let in, to see who had answered the call.