Florence was pleased as the servant scampered off to do her bidding. She squeezed Nicholas' hand in an expression of it and then noticed him looking into what appeared to be a waiting area or something similar. She followed his gaze to the two blonds there and smiled a little as he leaned in to murmur softly, "I do so hope they have something other then blonds to offer here, after all for that I have you. And I do suppose you are going to have plenty to say about the selection process?"<br/><br/>A chuckle passed her lips, as she responded in a similarly quiet voice, "Well, Darling, I'm sure they cater to many tastes and try not to have too many with the same look to them lest they be unable to satisfy all manner of clients. And yes, I imagine I will have something to say about who we choose seeing as I'm going to be posing with them.. and enjoying them... Shall we venture further into the unknown?" She pitched her voice so the last was a touch dramatic and gave Nicholas and exaggeratedly worried look for a moment or two before falling back into the happy smile she'd been wearing.<br/><br/>The lady gently urged them forward, assuming Nicholas would oblige and take amusement from her enthusiasm. She paused briefly though, to glance at the piano in the room near the door, and then looked back toward the waiting area with the blonds. As they entered further into the mansion she caught sight of another figure. Red hair, green eyes, slim build. Too bad she was a woman and Nicholas was looking for male models. Of course, she also had a rather heavy looking book in her hands. Perhaps marking her as some function other than whore within this house of sin.<br/><br/>Florence subtly dipped her head toward the redhead, inclining it with the intent of both offering a greeting from a distance and drawing Nicholas' eye to the woman. "I wonder," she went on in a voice so quiet none beyond Nicholas would be likely to hear, "if the Master of the House will live up to the description I was given by Betty. If he does perhaps you should try to purchase his time." It was, of course, in jest... for the time being.