"Glad I'm keeping you on your toes." He answered before leaning against the edge of the balcony and resting his chin on the palms of his hands, "I'm a fan of the arts, in fact I'm a fan of a lot of things that can help draw out my ambition." He explained as he watched the stage with a look of fondness.<br/><br/>"I once went to the Louvre Art Museum, wonderful experience, I spent days in there just looking at all the different works for stimulus." He recollected as he reached over for his own champagne glass and took it from Issac before sipping it himself, "By the fourth day I became quite frustrated. There were so much beauty there but not one of them sparked my creativity, not even the Mona Lisa gave me little inspiration."<br/><br/>He drank the champagne thoughtfully before looking over the audience with that same warm smile. The same smile that reeked of danger and lies, "My success eventually came when I witnessed<em>Eugène Delacroix's; La liberté guidant le peuple</em>, that I had found my muse. The unforgettable image of Parisians, having taken up arms, marching forward under the banner of the tricolour representing liberty, equality, and fraternity!" He spoke with enthusiasm as he turned to her with the same sparkle in his eyes that he had had during their meeting.<br/><br/>"It was a master piece, but strangely this piece I had witnessesed before a few days ago." He spoke before turning back to the stage, "Do you want to know what made that inspire me?".<br/><br/>"