The courtesan curtsied with a deft flourish of her fan.  “A pleasure to make your acquittance, Sir William.  Please permit me to present my escort, Comte Leon Bernouli.  I am called Precious.  We are very appreciative of your gracious invitation.”<br/><br/>She lightly guided her twin into the room and took a seat.  She thanked their host graciously for the drinks and inclined her head politely to the one who served them.  After taking a sip and savoring it, she spoke up again.  “Lord Bernouli and I are searching for a wayward member of my guild, Isabella.  We were told you had seen her?”<br/><br/>She looked down demurely, “I very much hope you can help us find her.  We miss her very much.”