<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Vic_avi.png)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Lord Victor Henshaw<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Stuart Sitting Room<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lady Vivienne Stuart<br/><strong>When:</strong>half past 3pm<br/><strong>What:</strong>Talking to Vivienne<br/><hr/><br/>Vic's hand was on the doorknob when Vivienne asked him to stay with her. He smiled, but wiped it from his lips as he turned. “I have nothing else to do. I rather enjoy your company, but I suspect you know that already."<br/>Vic retook his seat as he looked about the room. “I have to say I envy Lady Windsor for getting you into her bed.”  Least he was honest.