While the soft chatter of the young lady on his lap was refreshing, Ender's naturally violet eyes were attracted by to sight of another guest's gown nearly matching this color. He could not help but notice her dirty blond hair in the glint of the light above her table, and the shimmer of two beautiful blue eyes that seemed to contain an intelligence and independence about them. She was a tall woman of a goodly height, and none too extravagant, yet graceful beauty. The girl on his lap noticed her client's gaze, and prevented any chances for self-denial. "Ah, Master's eyes wander to another patron. She is a beauty to behold, too. We should go put the moves on her before anyone else gets the chance," the girl's voice nearly giggled, clearly amused. It was easy to see why the other servants were so excitable when Ender had provided a physical description. Dahlia seemed to be the true deviant of choice as an escort.<br/><br/>"I'm not so sure, being old enough to be your mother isn't going to make a good impression if we were to do that. But in theory, its very tempting," the gamer practically sighed aloud. "Oh, but master is looks to be young and beautiful! He is only advantaged for being born a woman," Dahlia insisted as she turn in her client's lap, and planted such a tender, encouraging kiss upon his soft, effeminate lips. The faint blush on his cheeks could only have meant that the young escort had won him over. He lifted her by the waist, causing her to playfully squeal, and set her on the floor beside himself before rising to his own feet. The girl gently curled her fingers around his slender hand, and he guided her quietly to the girl in the violet dress.<br/><br/>Ender's eyes could only adore the deep blue of Lydia's, and remind him of why he always found women attractive, even as a child so long ago. His adoration was clear from the enduring blush on his face, but he would not let this deter him from being polite to this beautiful specimen of a woman. He bowed upon approaching her table, and this caused her escort to curtsy despite her near total lack of clothing barely warranting such a gesture, seeing as Dahlia was probably covering her skin more with tattoos than anything. "Good evening, Miss. I am Ender Starr, the first patron, and this young lady is Dahlia, my escort for the evening. We couldn't help but notice a beautiful creature taking up residence at this table, and ask to meet and join her."