"So, you going out to see him this time?"  Terra, a wily woman, under the Madame’s care, reminded the theatrical blonde on as she was fitting into her a dark green Egyptian cotton cat suit with a white opera shrug rippled and coiled to look like roses surrounding the length of her shoulders and curling in toward the plunging neckline.  Adorning a half shirt of sheer black veils that reached toward her ankles and toward her matching open toe sandals wrapping around her ankles so the little heel wouldn't trip her. The dark ribbon wrapped around from the front to be tethered into a fine plush looking butterfly bow above her covered rump to bring an old fashioned charm.<br/><br/><em>" He will be there, yes, but business is the cause for the gathering, my dear.  I am quite certain it will all be so wonderfully dreadful, mayhaps I could take the music.... 'Thingy'.. You gifted me with last yule. Such a darling gesture, yet I can't fathom how you 'skip' to the music files.." </em>Blackrose began. Her gloved arm extending to pluck the tiny device up from her divan where they were setting it up with the laptop and found it so much nicer then the Walkman she had been getting use to. Yet now, something else to learn about and a bigger library to browse.<br/><br/>“My god, I hope no one finds out about your love for show tunes, the would think your just a daft, white rich bitch they can boss around. I can’t believe you had me put Disney songs on here, a woman your age..”<br/><br/><em>“Terra, its charming. Inspiration for over fifty years, simply because it is an animated feature does not make it less so. Now, shut your flap and accompany me to the car. You can fix it upon the way.” </em>The lady murmured, handed it off to the woman as they duo headed to the parking area disclosed for the independent contractors employed under her.  She had arranged for Terra to be her driver for the evening and in a matter of moments and forgetfulness, they were on their way to a building where Terra tried to pry as much as she could about this particular event only for Madame Blackrose to divert the subject to other things. Putting the little device within her little hand held purse, she exited the car and stopped to look at the bum for a moment. INsaniTy? What has he known of insanity?  Though Terra yelled from the car for her to get inside, snapping her away from darker thoughts to focus on the now. Lucky for him, she might have been tempted to test him and his little sign..<br/><br/>She quickly pranced through the door, across the floor like a timid nymph and gave a pause at the elevator. The door opened and still, she paused.. Why did it have to be so high off the ground in this flimsy metal deathtrap? That was quite mad.. How lovely.. Entering, she gave a last glance to the lobby, waiting for the doors to close.<br/>