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Black Pearl	The Chateau of Resplendant Delights has been open for a while, and is getting a reputation as one of the finer tea houses in the city. The main room has wonderful smells of food and drink, and the sounds of music and song from skilled performers often fills the air. It's an open secret that there is rather more to be had behidn closed doors--lovers and intoxicants both to fulfill almost any desire or dream. The day so far is fine, not too busy, but not dead either, and the proprietress herself, Black Pearl, is currently at one of the tables, watching the operations.
Hoarfrost	In a long lived life the best comforts often become the simplest ones. For the Agoraphobic witch lost in the big city her favorite of these comforts is tea. So when she asked a local for the best tea house in the temple district the open secret did not likely reach her. Hoarfrost for her part doesn't look as shabby and thread bare as she might usually. Rishi has made sure to cloth her in demon silks that give of a level of 'clearly a sorcerer' that one could not possibly describe as subtle. Looking about the interrior of the tea house with wide lost eyes. Unsure if she should take a seat or needs to be seated.
Black Pearl	There is an older, wizened man at the front who smiles. "Welcome to the Chateau of Resplendant Delights. Please, come in, we will seat you, and then feel free to partake of anything that we offer," he says, giving a bow, before gesturing to a younger waiter. He offers to lead the witch in to the tea house, and towards a seat. But then the silk-garbed Water aspected looks curiously, and waves, and immeidately the waiter leads Hoarfrost towards Black Pearl's table. "Here you are, ma'am," he says to the Witch while Black Pearl smiles to them both. "Good day. I haven't seen you here before," she says. "But you look intriguing. Will you join me?"
Hoarfrost	Giving a bow in turn and following the waiter dutifully. Wondering why some places let you sit as you please and why others seat you. This lack of focus of course almost has her miss the change of course to the Water aspect's table. Startling a little as she is adressed by the stranger. Looking to a few of the other empty tables. "H-hello, I-um." taking the seat pulled out by the waiter not sure how else to respond is effectively shepherded into the seat before she could even wonder if there was something to complain about. "Its nice to meet you?" voice still confused. "I'm Hoarfrost -ah your a dragon of water are you not?" looking curiously at Pearl.
Black Pearl	"I am," the woman says with a broad smile. "Black Pearl," she says. "And you at least have the trappings of a sorceress, even if they are not true. It is good to meet you, Hoarfrost. Please be welcome at my place of business."
Amethyst	Another Dragon of Water enters the Chateau, her own poise more proper than it has been before, she's learning from the lessons a certain other child of danaa'd has been giving. Her ears are back, and her face is full of determination, with just a gleam of fire in her eyes. Whatever her goal or purpose is, she's very, very sure of it. At this point, she greets whatever worker is nearest the entrance, hoping that she's recognizable by now, "I'm looking to speak with Black Pearl."
Hoarfrost	"I am." pausing for a moment before hurriedly adding "A sorceress that is. Though the clothing is from a-" pausing again as her brain tries to compute the perfect descriptor for Rishi. Biting her lip a bit language failing her. Resisting the urge to use a charm to make language irreverent she is distracted by a familiar smell in the air. Leaning back she spot Amethyst. Giving an exited wave, thinking that waves are how one summons others to the tables in this place much like Pearl did earlier.
Black Pearl	The staff at the door know that Amethyst is an associate of Black Pearl's, and so she's shown to the table as well where Pearl and Hoarfrost are talking. "Hello, Amethyst," the other Water-chosen says. "What brings you here?" And then she nods to Haorfrost, "Well, I should like to meet this tailor of yours...it looks quite daring and delightful."
Amethyst	As Amethyst's eyes glance over towards the table, she immediately spots that particular albino witch. She closes her eyes and frowns, but as she collects herself she smiles and walks over. "Hi, I see you've met Hoarfrost." She gives Frosty a reassuring hair ruffle, and grins, "I think you'll find that tailor to be very good at what it does, it was responsible for this dress as well." Amethyst gestures to herself. "None the less, I hope you two are well met. I'm not interrupting am I?" Another little grin. Frosty has /never/ seen Amethyst act this reserved before.