Damon was slightly surprised by the small crowd of people who had assembled by the door once it was opened. The first one in, the young woman, the maid or housekeeper he assumed, seemed surprised and embarrassed by the state of the room. A faint grin tugged at his lips as he turned to face away from them to hide it, shaking his head very slightly. Poor girl. They'd probably ensure she had plenty of work to do later. The mess he'd made so far hadn't been very bad at all, and as he heard the voice of another, he looked back towards the door.<br/><br/>Raising an eyebrow slightly at Anel, Damon didn't really react to his antics beyond smirking at the boy faintly before he excused himself. Well, apparently what they'd been up to just now was a bit more obvious than he realized. He listened to the small conversation between Anel and the master of the house, a slightly larger grin on his lips as Anel blew him a kiss. He didn't move to introduce himself, deciding to allow Ryan to decide whether he wanted to introduce him to the young whore.<br/><br/>Damon shifted his gaze to Cameron then, and listened to Ryan converse with him as well for a moment before his gaze drifted to and lingered on Ryan, though he didn't say anything, having clearly picked up on the signals that he was annoyed, and finding some amusement in that. He'd caught the way Cameron had addressed Ryan by his first name, without a title, and only just managed not to snicker audibly, his eyes moving away away to continue examining the room as though the decor was fascinating.<br/><br/>Poor Ryan. He seemed to have so much going on constantly, and Damon was here complicating it. Even so, Damon had a faint, knowing smirk on his lips, even as he didn't look at the others, his eyes trailing along the walls and the decor. He enjoyed seeing Ryan behave in such an authoritarian manner, it made the man even more attractive in his eyes.