"I expect gentlemen at tea parties, not dressed as pirates at a masquerade ball.  And yes,  you can buy me another drink. If you would like." Carly smiles up at him, cocking her head to the side.  Tendrils of her raven hair, having worked its way loose from the butterfly clips placed haphazardly through her informal chignon, whisper across the skin of her neck and shoulders.  "Though I would not mind a walk, to look around and explore the castle some? perhaps a chance to learn more about you?  Likes,....dislikes,... don't do that's..  do that agains?"<br/><br/>"Tell me.. Captain Peter, what do you like?  Besides the feel of silk." with a bit of a playful wink she glances down at his hand still very much attached to her ass, whispering in his ear, the very tip of her tongue flicking the very end of his earlobe with a butterfly's delicate touch "I like it too."