Samples, right. Talia turned, going up the stairs, nearly running to fetch down the case with the newest things in them. She was glad that both Patrick and Kiri seemed to like her showroom to much, a lot of time had been spent on it, making it her own and showing her strong sense of style.<br/><br/>However coming down the stairs with her arms full she came to a stop as she was arrested by the sight of Patrick's bare torso, which was then followed by his pants sliding down those perfect lean hips. What clothes she could create on this man, his body was amazing, and his manners were perfect, she couldn't have asked for a better model.<br/><br/>He was interesting, dangerously so. All he was was a body, and a very very nice body. One that no doubt any of her art school teachers would of killed to have in their figure drawing classes. She took another step down, her eyes still fixed on him. Only that proved to be a bad idea because with her heels she was unsteady and she went tumbling, her sample pieces flying out of her arms as she fell down the stairs with a cry of shock.