An Evening In

[Lady Grace]

Grace looks surprised and takes a elegant fan from her bag.
She fans herself to cover her smile.

[Valentina Audley]

Valentina, because old habits die hard, takes a moment to enjoy the view, smiling wickedly as she does so. Then, she takes the waistcoat and the spell is broken.

She holds it to the light, then smoothes it on her lap, hastily shoving the ties aside and tracing the pattern with a delicate finger. She then stands suddenly and locating the nearest sketch book and pencil, sitting back down and sketching furious, copying the pattern with a practiced hand. She's hummming softly as she does so and appears to have forgotten her guests entirely, lost to her art.

[Lady Grace]

Grace glances to Aldrich as she watches Valentina work, "Miss Audley is very good," Grace smiles at the music escaping a content Valentina.

"She is making me a dress, it's going to be glorious,"
Grace can't contain her excitement at the prospect.

[Manacledairman]

[Lady Grace]

Grace nods, "Yes, you have made a excellent decision. However, it may be not my place to ask this, do you not usually have some assistance with this kind of thing?

I cannot believe that you do not already have a regiment of neck ties at your disposal should you wish it.

It's a compliment to whoever you wear this tie for that you have taken such time and care in its selection."

[Manacledairman]

[Lady Grace]

Grace nods her approval,
"I quite agree with you there,"

She pauses for a moment to watch Valentina work.

[Manacledairman]

[Lady Grace]

"They would certainly be honoured Sir,"
I am running seriously thin on polite things to discuss with a Architect in just his shirt.

Grace fans whilst she thinks of all the things that can't possibly be discussed.

"If I am honest I am still learning about current fashion myself which is why I find myself so frequently here.

Miss Audley and many others of the Court has been very patient with me."

[Manacledairman]