Marc nodded at Lexa's suggestion to see how things turned out. All the same, he was going to get things moving if he could. He took out a small remote control from his jacket pocket.<br/><br/>"The ipod is near the TV." He said aloud as music began to ring through the house's impressive, though not overwhelming, stereo system. "If anyone has requests. Our benefactor has pretty good taste." He had chosen a Miles Davis playlist, something neutral though romantic and relatively passionate.<br/><br/>He tossed the remote control onto the coffee table before resuming his introductions.<br/><br/><em>Hot damn...These women are spectacular.</em>He thought to himself as everyone whom had arrived made their way into the house.<br/><br/>It seemed like everyone has consolidated into the kitchen for drinks, but those who made their way into the living room had equal view and earshot of him.<br/><br/>"Welcome, everyone. I won't talk long, because let's face it, no one's here to<em>talk</em>. The whole house is available, feel free to explore, there are some rooms that make even me blush. Anything consumable is yours for that purpose, just don't take any with you. That goes for the booze, and the more solid inibrients in the drawers with the condoms and other accessories."  He pointed to an unassuming armoire.<br/><br/>"In a moment, there will be a hat on the coffee table...you can't miss it, it's a dramatic thing. Next to it will be cards and pens. Put either one of your contact cards that were printed for you, or write a new one, into the hat if you prefer a random partner of the opposite sex...otherwise, mingle and have fun. Let me know if you have any questions, so long as I don't have my lips occupied."<br/><br/>He left it as that, offering a cheers before taking a gulp of whiskey and making a lap around the room.<br/>