As he saw someone coming to the door, through the small window, Mark felt his pocket, still a small case of cigars. When the door was opened he was positively floored by the beauty that was before him. He cleared his throat and smiled to the woman after a moment, "Well, thank you, hon", he said as he stepped into the house, immediately seeing the other three men and a full bar. He noticed the shoes on the floor and kicked his off, letting them sit next to the other pair rather neatly.<br/><br/>"My goodness me", Mark said as he revealed his English accent, "What a gorgeous girl we have here". He gently took her hand in his and brought it up to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to the back of her hand, "It's quite the pleasure to finally meet you". He gave her a nice smile before letting her hand go and turning to the men, "Daelen!", he said happily as he opened his arms up, "What a place and what a view", he said as he glanced to Zipporah once more.<br/><br/>"I can't believe you managed to keep this delicacy to your self for so long", he said as he went over to the bar and pressed a hand onto Daelen's back, "So, what are we drinking and what is the strongest version?". He smiled to the other men that were there and offered a hand to them, "Hello there, chaps, I'm Mark. Pleased to meet you".