<strong>["Alwin Anguish"] -- [Dome Lobby] -- [Just waiting, really!]</strong><br/><br/>Keeping in line with proper proprietary manners, Alwin remained obediently quiet at his corner, having had smiled and waved off the guard who came forward to try to help. Ah, to be so helpful because of orders. It became evident to the casual observer that he could handle it by himself, and didn't need any form of hired help to deliver his wares. He gave Tom a little wave, and a little wink of gratitude from his corner and takes a seat, leaning back and crossed his legs to take in the sights of<em>all that opulence</em>in this lounge.<br/><br/>These other people were invited guests, perhaps those sort of distinguished inventors and scholars of the realm. He himself, he didn't quite know of his status yet. If all he had to do was to deliver the Harp and be off, it'd be most disappointing, really, but so be it. He reaches down to his chest to grab the ornate timepiece that hangs from around his neck, taking a brief peek at the time before looking up for any possible sign of Roxanne. By gad - he didn't even<em>know</em>how the lady looked like!