<div style="text-align: right;"><strong>Paul Raike</strong> (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=84632.msg3727041#msg3727041) - <strong>Basement</strong> - <em>Heading towards the elevators</em></div><br/>Paul nodded, and sat back in his chair; he could see the piece Lulu wanted. For a second he considered bidding on it, but the price very quickly spiraled well out of his price range, even if he thought he could help her get it. He felt bad, and he placed a hand on her knee as the piece sold to a woman in the middle of the room. "There'll be others," he said softly; he wasn't sure if it would help or not, but he figured he'd try. Of course, now that the image had sold, there was nothing holding them to the auction. They'd all helped set up; the rest of the staff could break everything down. Paul stood, thankful they were in the back row, and held a hand out to help Lulu up. "Let's go," he said quietly, and smiled. "On the way over to the restaurant you can show me your Gwen Stefani, and I'll show you my Shaft." He blinked; that hadn't come out exactly as he'd meant it. He decided to roll with it, and smiled innocently as he moved towards the elevators.