<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/LordJohnathanWeston.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Lord Johnathan Weston<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Study<br/><strong>With:</strong>Elizabeth Kingston<br/><strong>When:</strong>About Noon<br/><strong>What:</strong>Planning a Party<br/><hr/><br/><strong>“So the winner would choose from among the losers? It is a thought, though perhaps there should still be rules. Lord Greymore would insist on everyone playing nude..he has a thing about nudity it seems, very unusual, seemed like such a reserved man when I met him.”</strong><br/><br/>John raised his head to Elizabeth's neck.<strong>“What if we do something like this—"</strong>He was clearly thinking now.<strong>“What if we have the winners from each table, then when the winner do want ever—oh perhaps a drawing! They have to draw the task that they must perform!”</strong><br/><br/>John kissed Elizabeth's neck again.<strong>“Perhaps a contest of some sort as well, something that could be the climax of the time.”</strong>He laughed.<strong>“What have you done to me—I said climax.”</strong>