Tehr noticed the noble's eyes and as Angelique set the tray down, Tehr let his hand rest on her shapely backside.  Patting it lightly he smiled at her.  He knew she was willing to go the extra mile, but he wasn't willing to whore out his closest servant... and lets face it... friend... just to gain a slight advantage in court.  Once she'd served the meal he thanked her and said, "Thank you Angelique, if you'd be so kind the master and I need some privacy."<br/><br/>Once gone Tehr put on his most winning smile, "The benefits of wealth eh?"<br/><br/>Picking up a hunk of bread, he ate with his hands, something that most nobles considered very provincial.  Again, calculated to send a message, he dunked the bread in the bowl of stew in front of him.  "But you're a wealthy lord," he purposely used the wrong title, "you must have an entire stable of beautiful young serving girls to dandy about on your knee eh?"  Tehr wondered if the man would take the bait and turn the conversation to something light and easy, or if he would press the more buisness slanted conversation that he had already started.