Oh, how difficult it was for Anel to resist the urge to burst into laughter at the complete fool Zara was making of herself. In front of two clients and the Master, no less. Truly, it was a rare and wonderful sight for the boy to behold, and only Gareth (being the one who Anel remained facing) would notice the way in which his lips twitched as he tried to contain a smile.<br/><br/>"Goodness, the room suddenly because crowded and rather noisy..." He mused lightly, moving his arms slowly from about Gareth's neck, looking briefly to Zara with a small frown. While it was hilarious, the woman had completely ruined the mood and she was possibly damaging the whole brothel's (and therefore his) reputation... It wouldn't do.<br/><br/>"Pardon me, Master Ryan... If it is quite alright with you, and of course, good Mr Gareth, might myself and him be excused?" He smiled lightly, his professional facade shining through rather wonderfully when compared to Zara at that point. "Of course, there will be no business without prior arrangement but..."<br/><br/>A flicker of a snide smirk crossed his features before he turned back to Gareth. "It might be more pleasant in a more quiet atmosphere... Perhaps the offered massage can be my way of apologising for the unsightly display...?" He looked to the Master for a moment, then to Gareth, a smile curling upon his lips. "If it is acceptable to you, of course..."<br/><br/>When he wanted to be... Anel could be so very smooth.