There.<br/><br/>Appearing out of the same direction the Master of the House had come was a male with a slightly dark, almost feral feeling to his eyes, a bold face shape that still held something...he wasn't quiet sure. But that was certainly part of the elusive something that had led to Florence talking him into this visit. Not quiet, but almost. Nicholas' smile edged now, pleased, contemplative as he let his eyes drift down the man and note the way his limbs fit together, the inborn balance and rhythm to even the simple pose he adopted. This one was aware of how to move his body, most pleasing.<br/><br/>Still doubtful he or any of those he would find here would be able to hold still and actually<em>hold</em>a pose. But there was hope, however slim.<br/><br/>Florence staying so quiet did surprise him, she was usually by far the most talkative of the two of them; but then this was for his project and she understood its importance and his exacting nature at times. Nic focused his attention back on Ryan Valentine, suddenly caught with a burst of inspiration for a piece that would require both the taller man and the bodyguard he introduced as Atticus; but first his project, his masterpiece. He was sure if it was as much of a success as he believed it would be he could talk even Ryan Valentine into posing. Ah the sweetness of money and talent together, he had been very blessed indeed and suddenly he was glad he had let Florence talk him into this. If nothing else he was feeling a bit more inspired then he had been lately; as lovely as she was there was a need for masculine influences and faces as well.<br/><br/>"That sounds perfect Master Valentine, though I would say it would be safe to have a summoning of all your whores currently available for after the conversation is concluded. Gives them enough time to assemble without taxing either my own or your tempers." The mention of temper was more a joke then anything, shown in the glint of his eyes as he gestured for Ryan to lead the way.