Yes he does

Following the Attendant behind the booth, Pete's eyes drift to her figure. Being led by little Pete, he cannot help but stare at her figure. A solid 5 foot 2 inches bombshell, slim figure with great "assets."

The curtain closes Pete gets a weird vibe, not a bad, not a good one, this one is different, he doesn't know what it means...

It's not bad, so... nothing to worry about he thinks... I can let Myka know later when I get back to the room. Also the bombshell in front of him has turned around and her green eyes make direct contact to Pete's.

Attendant: "Good Lord, would you perhaps admit me to help you relax. It would be my honor to help you to your thrown." She motions to the vintage throne in the corner.

Pete's vibe grows stronger, something doesn't sit right, but trying to stay in character he obliges the young lady. "Of course, A lord needs a throne" was his response. He walks over to the chair and sits down. He sits... and the vibe goes bonkers.

The attendant rushes to Pete's side when he clenches his stomach. "My Lord what is it?" She makes eye contact with Pete staring straight into his eyes.

Pete looks back, captured by the green glow from her eyes. "It's nothing but butterflies in my stomach, I get these every so often." His eyes drift lower as he says this, down her face and locking onto her ample bosom... phased by her beauty he unknowingly acknowledges her pendant, a golden pendant encasing a red ruby in the center. His eyes cannot divert once spotted...

Attendant: seeing his attention drift lower, she follows Pete's gaze. "My Lord it would seem your eyes have drifted. It has been a long time since I have found someone such as you my Lord, and I would like to share with someone of your stature a true gift.

Lost in thought and at a loss for words Pete mumbles acceptance for whatever she offered.

The green eyed attendant looks at Pete, knowing he is enamored with her beauty, reaches to a small chest beside the throne. She gathers the chest and opens it, slowly pulling out a small item.

Pete still lost in thought, is un-aware when the attendant slips on a small golden ring with a red ruby to his left ring finger.

The ring slips on Pete's finger and suddenly his mental haze is gone, the vibe dissipated, his focus is back on the attendant. Trying to break character having come out of his stupor, but unable to, he looks at the attendant. "My lady, what has transpired here this night?"

Attendant: "My Lord, I have given you a gift of our undying love, a ring that binds us forever, to be one, forever, as scripts foretold. You as my king, any me as Lucy, your Queen. Now all that is left is to fulfill this our binding and to gather your handmaidens, your other brides of the night."