Not wanting to look like a pervert, Phil quickly moved from the drapes as he heard Isabella as she approached. He looked around wondering why nobody had answered then door, then walked over to it and answered it himself. Slowly he turned the intricate brass knob and pulled one side open. Having already had good stare at Tanya he easily greeted her without loosing eye contact. "You must be Tanya", he said with a broad smile, "Please, come in."<br/><br/>He turned in half way and looked at Isabella as she approached. Looking at Isabella he wondered just how good of a job Tanya could do. Could she really fix her up and teach her to respond properly to his every whim or was this going to be a long weekend of man bashing, being lectured by two women about how not have sex, and what not to say. Trusting Isabella's judgement, he took a short breath and tried to relax. "I martini sounds pretty good right about now."<br/><br/>