"Right. Vaan. Well, I'm Victoria, nice to meet you." She extended her soft hand in his direction, raised up at the wrist, her palm facing downward.  She wasn't ready to receive anyone yet that morning, and before she strapped herself into a corset, she preferred to have her meal digest.  Tonight's choice was to be a dark, passionate blue corset...<br/><br/>"Is there any particular chocolate you admired the most, Mr. Vaan?" she asked, her blue eyes locked to his, her play on words nearly apparent.  She was thinking of what she might wear this evening, and was nonetheless interested in his words.<br/><br/><br/>