<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/e7K4KcN.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Aidon Eus Thorne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=328299.msg15725041#msg15725041)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> William Westmancott Ultimate Bespoke Suit (https://i.imgur.com/2LB4nF6.png) <br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong> December 1<sup>st</sup> | Nearing 12pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Tartarus Main Lobby<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Snow White Waldeck text will be in blue.| Closed </span><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><br/>Observed her closely from that first ponderance as to whom might have just approached, to that stark and sudden realization that it was the owner of the establishment itself. He perhaps should have introduced himself first, most polite society would have required and expected such, but from that small breach of etiquette he got to see her honest reaction to the situation suddenly swirling around her. That small smirk that devilishly played at the corners of his lips hadn't changed in the least as he listened to her quietly murmur, perhaps more to herself than any sort of answer to him yet.<br/><br/>“Well… I did leave my head assistant in charge… but then again, she’s been asking for more responsibility…” only when she directly addressed him did he in turn respond, "Um… let me just call her real quick and let her know…”, nodding in polite acquiescence to her request of calling her employee.<br/><br/>He respected her privacy of course, though enjoyed a much closer glimpse at those cherry painted lips of hers curling up into even a polite returned smile for him before she stepped away, but it didn't mean he wasn't watching her like a hawk. Not as if he was testing her, but the very fact that she had considered her employees first above all spoke volumes to Aidon about her character and the sort of person that she was. Of course, a very cynical hard part of him whispered how it had to have been an act of sorts, no one in this world was so warm, kind and thoughtful. It only further added to his interest, to know and learn more...and if possible to unfairly fluster her again.<br/><br/>Seeing her turn back around and return with that warming smile, his own lips curled upwards ever just slightly more as that smirk turned smile, his head ever just so slightly cocking to the side as if to await the verdict. "“Looks like I’m free to attend.”<br/><br/>"Most excellent, and it seems we are already both dressed for it as well." Stepping to her side, he would gesture towards the single elevator that had no traffic going in or coming out, "and I feel I must apologize for not introducing myself, I'm Aidon Thorne and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance." he would finally properly announce who he was in spite of well knowing that she already knew. There was a part of him, tempted to place his hand on the small of her back and help guide her with him but instead he much more simply offered his arm to escort her. His offer of lunch hadn't come impromptu, he'd already taken measures after dealing with the salon and the resort chef was awaiting their arrival whether he had a guest or not. Of course, dinner was the restaurant's shining star but the lunch he expected would be no less enjoyable. As if a matter of timing, when he turned to face that elevator and had pointed to it being where they would be heading, the doors just opened as if awaiting them.<br/><br/><br/>