<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/pBTqZbL.jpg)</div><br/>Tehr dressed in elegant but simple clothing; a crisp white shirt with high collar tabs that stood up straight and a simple black jacket over.  Plain black pants with a simple belt and shoes matched the rest of his outfit, simple, understated, and impeccable.  He felt that it would do well to show that he could dress 'down' on occasion while still appearing to give the most of social graces.  He stopped and knocked on the door to Christina's room, and he heard a rustling.  From the other side Heidi's voice spoke asking who it was.  "It is Tehr, I am just curious as to if Christina will be joining me for tea in the living room?"<br/><br/>There was a few soft words that he couldn't hear, then Heidi called, "She's trying to decide which of her gowns would be appropriate sir."<br/><br/>Tehr rolled his eyes.  He knew far better than to interrupt such a monumental choice in a woman's life.  He also knew it would be best to vacate the area as soon as possible to avoid getting drawn into such a discussion.  "Very well then."  He called as he moved quickly to the stairs.  She'd either join him or she wouldn't.  The choice was hers.  Tehr did hope mildly that she did choose to wear some sort of clothing however.  The events of this morning kept replaying in his head, and he didn't need his libido fired back up should she choose to attend tea skyclad in naught but her birthday suit.<br/><br/>He entered the living room and nodded as he noted that the living room's two doors were thrown wide, letting some light in from the rest of the house.  The living room was the warmest room in the house, other than the kitchen, and that because it had no walls that touched the outside.  Even the Foyer had no exterior windows, leaving the home quite dark were it not for the smattering of mage lights in providing a steady glow, counterpoint to the torches and fireplaces.  But the livingroom held no mage lights.  Tehr found that the atmosphere of the room was far more homey with only natural fire in the fireplace and candles in sconces to light the room.<br/><br/>Tehr took moved to the bar and poured himself a small aperitif, a fine vermouth that had a delightful bite to it.  He was just enjoying the first sip of it when he heard the door.  Taking a seat at the couch along the north wall seemed the safest bet.  It would allow Emily to choose to sit next to him on the couch, across from him on the couch along the west wall, or if she wanted to be very closed off, one of the two single chairs near the fire.  Though she'd have to turn the chair towards him and they were heavy.  Though Emily was surprisingly strong and hardy for one her size.  What would be interesting would be to see where Christina sat if she also joined them.<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/WZ0gPzy.jpg)</div>He rose as Emily and Angelique entered the living room.  Tehr stood and swept towards the halfling, who looked striking in her leather outfit.  She had out done him at looking both elegant and casual at the same time.  He knew that he'd been bested at that game, and suspected that he likely would any time a woman was his opponent.  He swept towards her and bowed, kissing the back of her knuckles and gesturing her in.  Angelique bowed and said she would bring the tea and food right away.  She had managed to find some healthy cucumbers this late in the season, and they were to be made into delightful finger sandwiches with some fresh baked bread and scones with a peach jelly that was delightful.<br/><br/>She paused at the door however and gestured to the chocks holding the doors propped open.  Tehr shook his head slightly and she continued out of the room.  If they needed privacy, Emily would say something and he could close the doors himself.  But he didn't want to have the woman feel trapped in such a dark room.  Of course, had Tehr been thinking correctly, or had he done more research into halfling culture, he'd have known that they typically had lived in homes built right into the hillside.  A cozy living room often had no windows.  But he did not have that knowledge, so he left the doors open unless she said otherwise.<br/><br/>"I am so glad you could join me Emily," he said, genuine pleasure on his face.  "I have something to show you," he said pulling a decorative gold pin from his pocket.  "A gift for you.  It is the first of the charms we spoke of.  You remember the spell I cast when we were sweaty the day I met the matron of your house?"  He spoke politically, referring of course to the cleaning spell he used after they'd had sex.  "As requested, this is the first one I've made and I'd like you to have it as a gift."  He smiled and pressed it into her hand.  "One caveat though, it only functions for a short time, maybe a quarter to half hour after the bearer has had sex.  It needs the energies of the act to function, and even then, no more than twice a day.  But still I think it might be quite a useful toy."<br/><br/>He let go of her then and smiled at her, gesturing to the bar,  "Can I fix you a drink or would you rather wait for the tea?"