<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/16joseph-450.jpg)</div><strong>Valerian "V" Bennett </strong><br/><br/>Like everyone who knew about Snell's Kitchen and were willing to pay for the show and the meal, he waited in line a blank stare on his face as he looked over the recent story in the local tabloid. Mommy and Daddy where in for a kick when they would see who's ass or pussy the fruit of their loins would end up inside of. This time it was in the "alleged" virgin daughter of some King, Duke whoever the fucked care of some country. A grin crossed his face as he tossed the publication in the trash where it belonged once the doors opened up and they were admitted in.<br/><br/>He did not move with an entourage, he wanted his pick and any stragglers would just get in his way. Barely in his seat with a glass of champagne he felt a hand running down his shirt, his eyes met hers and he only smiles as he moved his attention to the next waitress/chef that came out to display the menu. Like a child in a candy store he wanted it all but knew he did not want to end up with a tummy ache, there was always dinner to come back to later that evening...<br/><br/>He loved the new rules posted at the front, feeling it was made because of him but at least there had been no pictures of him in Snell's Kitchen glazing over one of the lovely young ladies, mommy and daddy would be proud. A hand moved up to loosen his tie, taking a sip from his drink as he watched as the same raven haired waitress return and began to dance with hers eyes closed as she dropped to her knees. His smile had faded to a stoic countenance, he was enjoying the sway of her body and the challenge she seemed to flash in her eyes.