Sebastien leaves to prepare for dinner.

Sebastien sat up on the edge of the bed and ran his fingers through his hair. ?I should be going, I have a dinner to arrange.? He looked over at Lindsay, pouting back at him, her lithe body completely exposed. ?Now don't be like that,? he said, ?it's not as though you won't be coming.?

He gestured to the closet on the side of the room. ?I think you'll find a full wardrobe prepared for your exact measurements. Dress however you like, but don't be late.? He grinned at her, ?this evening should be a lot of fun.?