He heard the arrival of the motorcycle, and he smiled.  Zhang knew it was Selena, he had heard her bike before, and while he was not so familiar with motorcycles that he could pick them out by just hearing the engine, he had a good memory for what he had heard and seen before.  He put a tray one the side table, and began to set up the tea service, the cups were antiques, trusted to his careful hands by the owner.  They were a pale blue, with a ring of dancing white hares near the lip.  They pleased him, as they went well with the cake, and the Moon festival that had been on his mind.  He would wait for her to be with him, before he made the tea, but everything was at least ready.  He lit the flame beneath the tea pot, adjusting it so that it would not boil too quickly, and moved toward the door just before he heard the knock.<br/><br/>Timing was one of his strong suits; as his hand was closing around the doorknob, there came a sharp rap, and then expectant silence.  He had gone still at the knock, took a moment to order his thoughts, and then opened the door with a sincerely bright smile.  His jade eyes danced as he found Selena’s chocolate gaze, and he politely offered his hand, clearly pleased to see her.<br/><br/>“You look lovely, Selena…thank you for coming.”  His voice was soft, and held the slightest tinge of his accent.  Zhang took a moment to enjoy her beauty, and inclined his head respectfully.  “As stunning as ever…I rather like the roses.”  With her hand in his, he stepped back guiding her into the room, and quietly shut the door behind her.  He fell silent, though from his glance, he was please to once again be in her company…but he felt it was poor manners not to let her enjoy the view and the room, before they continued.