Disappointed, but not entirely surprised. Rose nodded and with a foul look from Mirium, aimed at both of them. Kitty was left alone in the room with them. 'Kitty go and get the Green Room ready for Mister Vainart' he declared and dispatched the girl back through her cabinet, which would not magically take her to the Green Room. A spacious and well lit room whihc would provide good light for painting and a decent fireplace so that Kitty wouldn't freeze her nipples off, on what was still a relatviely chilled March day. She would need to make sure the sheets and bedding were clean and that all signs of previous use were well disguised. There would also be a decent bottle of drink set aside and if she had time to get to the seamstress to transfigure one of the working dresses into something that might pass for the queens dresses, so that, if needed, there would be something suitably 'proper' for her to wear, as well as something scandalous.


'If you will follow me Mister Vainart' Rose said with her own seductive smile, 'We can get you all settled.' Rose moved into her own little office come parlour, where a gentlemans chair, and snifter of brandy stood ready for him - a holding pen before Kitty could get to work. Rose had her own part to play in the seduction of her patrons, the tease, the fantasy, to play as though she was also in competition with her girls for their attention but to never sucumb. Her scandalously red tafetta dress hung to all of the right places on her figure, a stark contrast to her blue eyes and blonde hair, the 'angelic' look that made her look like an innocent in a harlots costume. 'Kitty will be ready for you in just a moment.' she said, playing with her own glass of brandy, as she invited him to sit.