The redhead glanced up at Masato when his conversation turned to her again, a shy but warm smile on her lips even as she inclined her head ever so slightly. "Of course sir, there is nothing to apologize for, no genius enjoys discord with his sentiments." Her words were softly spoken, some of that easy winsome charm reappearing as her aquamarine eyes sparkled. She still had her reservations but the meant nothing and the cellist had apologized and seemed less aggressive then before.<br/><br/>Fi glanced at the Master of the House, a question in her eyes for she was unsure if she was simply to take the man with her up the stairs or if Ryan would further want to be involved and see the guest settled. He often did so, such personal touches and attention that often had clients returning. Still it was the cellist she was to charm and to him her attention returned, waiting on whatever approval the Master would give. Her eyes softened, almost a glow to her features, for as the others were intense she was sweetness, inviting and tempting to others to partake. "You mentioned a desire to discuss my late father's work I believe, is there one in particular so that I might better know your interest? Perhaps<em>The Idles of Swords</em>or<em>Lady of the Sunset Citadel</em>?"<br/><br/>She noted how he finished off his cocktail, wondering if it would be best to send for another one for their discussion or to send for her normal tea service for this time of day. Normally wine and cocktails did not enter her day until the evening and then not often.