<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Dorian Silver<br/>1st floor Lobby<br/>Being smitten with Tilly and talking to Jarvis</span></strong></div><br/>Dorian smiled a bit longer at Tilly, emphasizing exactly how strange it was for him to even smile like that at anyone. It was a genuine smile though and came naturally to Dorian's face. Even though many would fins the fact that it was even there strange. Then he turned back to Jarvis. His smile fading to be replaced by a look of mild interest as the man gestured to the case he was carrying. Dorian assumed the device they had discussed was inside. Dorian had spent a good part of the night looking up the things and watching a few videos of them being used on women to get a good feel for them. Many who didn't understand his thought process considered him a whore for online porn, but Dorian viewed it a research for his art. Much of his vision was erotic in nature and he figured it would be good to have a well versed knowledge of what he was working with. It had served him well, so he saw no reason to change his habits or methods. Although his mind was still in a bit of a fog from his realization that Tilly was effing gorgeous. He stopped beside Jarvis and smiled his usual small smile of amusement. The man went out of his way not to inconvenience the models and photographers at WR, but, from what Dorian had heard, Jarvis regularly made life for his own employees difficult to an extent with his absences. Dorian wrote it off as a quirk of an eccentric man and shrugged.<br/>"Nothing important."<br/>Dorian's eyes moved back to Tilly. He couldn't help it. He was drawn to her. His mind was still focused enough to speak to Jarvis again though and he did, with an unusually large number of words for him.<br/>"I was actually coming down here to head you off to talk about the shoot before we speak to Courtney."<br/>He gestured for Jarvis to follow him and waved to the front desk to let them know he was taking Jarvis into the back gallery for a moment. Dorian had permission even if Jarvis might not have. Dorian worked there after all. Several of his photos were displayed here as a matter of fact. Dorian strolled towards one of them and waited for Jarvis to speak, now away from the mind altering influence of a woman's beauty. It was odd. Dorian had done shoots of women in all manners of arousing poses, but for some reason, he talked too much around a girl he had no intention to shoot just yet. Oh well. He was having trouble remembering why it was a big deal, found none, and went back to pondering what Jarvis had in mind.