"That is a good question, are you Issac?" The bellboy spoke before sitting down in the seat next to Serafina. He shoved the glasses into Issac's hand before sitting down in the seat next to Serafina with the champagne bottle in his hands.<br/><br/>"I do apologise for letting Madam Desmond in, I assure you that we shall take care of that problem immediately." He spoke as he looked over the crowd for a moment and made some gestures with his hand that looked like he was calculating measurements before eventually stopping to nod at whatever decision he had made. He tore off the foil of the bottles cork and began shaking it briskly. The music of the opera was growing louder by the moment, filling the entire theatre of music.<br/><br/>"...seven, six, five, four, three, two...one." He spoke before popping the cork of the bottle with his thumb. A loud pop rang out as the pressure that backed the cork forced it from the bottles top and fired it like a bullet into the audience. There was a cry of surprise as Barbara Desmond was knocked from her seat as the deadly cork smacked into the side of her head, luckily enough the pop and the cry had been masked by the powerful volume of the opera.<br/><br/>"I trust everything is to your liking now Miss Serafina?" Moros asked as he shoved the bottle of champagne into Issac's hands and lay back in his seat.