It was the sound of Anel's slippers that alerted him that the House was coming back to life again. Though he did not lay away the great book he was still thumbing through while seated on the chaise longe, nor did he do more then raise his gaze up and grimace at the boy's attire before turning his attention back to the numbers.<br/><br/>"You should pay more attention to what you wear...," he said quietly, flipping a page to turn April last year into May "Even if one relaxes, one can still be presentable. Who knows who might barge in."<br/><br/>It was then that he heard Zara's exclamation, and he couldn't help but smirk a bit. She was right, though, to demand her attire to be ready at the time she would wish to wear it. After all, what he just said to Anel was important to a whore's life. Looking good was half the job done. If one felt in need of pink, one should have it available.<br/><br/>He raised his gaze again, meeting the eyes that unfocused, a hint of a smile playing over his sharp features. He didn't say anything, though, merely watched her, smile becoming more apparent at her actions.<br/><br/>These two.. Anel, a price to hold and, in time when someone bid enough, to sell. And Ryan had made damn sure the more rich of his clientèle knew of his virginity, so it was only a matter of time.<br/>Zara, with her moods so unpredictable he actually liked her as a person, which was rare. Aside the sheer fact she pulled in quite the cash-flow on her own.<br/><br/>Atticus entering, however, made him lay down his book, finally, and roll his eyes. Quite the show of disproval from a man like Ryan.<br/>"At least button up, Atticus," he said, tone of voice a bit louder then usual. "You're making the whores excited," he added, now slightly grinning.