<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vic_avi.png)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Lord Victor Henshaw<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Lady Weston's Parlor – Weston Manor<br/><strong>With:</strong>Elizabeth Kingston<br/><strong>When:</strong>About Noon<br/><strong>What:</strong>A Meeting<br/><hr/><br/><strong>“I can do that.”</strong>Vic was already running the plan in his mind.<strong>“I would hope I would be getting an invitation to this little gathering.”</strong>He asked as he took another sip of his drink<br/><br/><strong>“Is there anything you are in need of? I can have it delivered and placed in a place of discreet holding until you are ready for it.”</strong>He thought some more as he looked about the room.<strong>“What about food? Are you going to be in need of staffing or entertainment, well other than the entertainment you are planning.”</strong>