The moment Anel started speaking, Ryan's eyes narrowed. Of course he was used to the boy's antics, but he couldn't recall when he had been.. drunk last. He seemed quite aggressive, like always, but there was a hint of something else, too, though he couldn't quite lay his finger on what that would be.<br/>His first inclination was to smack the boy across his face due to, quite frankly, bringing the House's name down with him. He didn't know what had put Anel into this state of being, but it couldn't have been something small.<br/>He didn't say anything in reply to Anel, the cold distance of his stance growing while his gaze when to Rubee and stayed on her.<br/>"Remove him. I'll talk to him later," he said, so calm it seemed he had no emotion at all. "I don't care if you have to lock up him up in his room or not, Rubee, but he shall not bring shame to the House by being this drunk in the presence of clients.."<br/><br/>Then he turned and nodded at Zara. "I gave orders to collect those who were not entertaining, Zara. You were, and thus were excluded."<br/><br/>He then turned his attention to the clients, both Nick and Florence, and gave them an apologetic smile.<br/>"Please forgive the young sir for drinking too much," he said quietly, inwardly cursing at the scene that had unfold.