When things fell under the category of being too good to be true, from Envy's experience, they invariably were. Just as his demeanor calmed, even to the point of enjoying the company, a second woman of beauty quite immesurable joined the maid. His mouth assumed dominion over the word dessication and his eyes fell victim to overpowering fear. In Envy's heart, his existence was worse than ephemeral and because of this predisposition, he had never been able to accustom himself to becoming even the smallest  speck in another person's life.<br/><br/>After much gulping, he subdued his panic attack. "Greetings Miss. Christina. Allow me to first express my heartfelt apologies for the antics of my brother. I understand that it would be redundant to earn the lost honor of my brother. So I shall invest my efforts in remuneration. As for my promise of services, I understand that you already have a masseuse on call. If you would be willing to expand that number, I can begin work immediately. I also have a talent for taking care of pools and I can assist this lovely lady", he added turning to look at the beautiful maid,"in keeping the house to the Owner's satisfaction".<br/><br/>He registered quite easily that his presence gave none of them any thrills. But there was nothing which could command the word unchanging interminably. Even first impressions and Envy was determined to affirm that.