<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Dorian Silver<br/>3rd Floor Kitchen<br/>Talking to Courtney, Katherine, Draven, Catherine, and Avarice</span></strong></div><br/>Dorian chuckled. He'd heard her wrong, but saw no need to admit that. If she wanted to see some of his work before she agreed to work with him, who was he to argue? After all, that's why he kept it all carefully documented and stored in his very studio. It was on the ninth floor. No reason other than he liked the view and nine was his lucky number. Dorian's eyes spoke volumes about the thoughts rushing around in his head. It seemed as though Courtney was flirting with him. Not really being one to flirt very much, Dorian couldn't tell, but he figured he'd bite some. Besides. He was very curious as to what she was looking for in his art. He raised his hand to brush his long hair out of his face again, his golden eyes flashing, pupils dilating slightly, in the sudden rush of light that hit them.<br/>"Alright. Come with me then."<br/>He motioned for her to follow him and began to make his way to the elevator. He'd punch in the number for his studio floor and they'd go together for her to see his work if she liked. It wasn't as though he had something to hide up there anyway. Besides. He really wanted his turtle neck and cargo pants back. He tugged at his already loose tie as he walked back to the elevator. And then wondered where Kunoichi had gotten off to. He hadn't seen her leave. He'd have to ask Aline where the staff's rooms were. He wanted to ask if he could borrow Kunoichi to help him with a shoot some time. If she was up for it of course.