Patrick watched Talia as she made her way across the studio to the door, she seemed to have lost the momentary fire that was beginning to burn as they were dancing a few minutes before, he wondered if it was there to begin with or maybe he just misinterpreted her skill as an actor or model, either way she had stirred something in him.<br/><br/>He got in the room and was awestruck by the detail it had taken to make it look the way it had.  It did remind him of the family castle back home,<strong>“Ye huv quite the painter here Talia, Ah am sure ye designed this wi' yer talent that isn’t a question, bar who did ye find o pit this together, they did an excellent job.  Ah agree Kiri, this willnae dae jist fine.”</strong><br/><br/>As Kiri came over to loosen his shirt he began to wonder if a shoot was the only thing on her mind, or was he imagining that too.  Maybe too many drinks and then these two beautiful women alone in the studio was making his mind wander away from the business at hand.<strong>“Ah gerrit the idea Kiri, mair ae a relaxed evening back at hame efter the night ae dancing setting,”</strong>he said looking at her sort of quizzically trying to discern what as he meant.  He turned to hang his coat on the rack and when he turned back Kiri was on the bed patting for Talia to come over, so now what was up he pondered.<br/>