Tobys cabin

[Jamie D'vart]

"...are you?" he asks, worried he might have offended his host. 

[Clad VanDan]

"No. I enjoy a good stake. Still many artist these days are vegan or vegetarian. It's the newest trend." I say rolling my eyes "not for me. I won't deny myself any of the pleasures this world has to offer" I purr gently caressing his inner thigh

[Jamie D'vart]

Jamie pauses, his breath catching in his throat. Oh! He hasn't felt this electric in a long time -- not since he first started with Toby. Everything had been moving so fast, and now they were a Done Deal, and Jamie wasn't even eighteen yet and already on the verge of being married, and yet here is this other, suave young man, interested in him. It's beyond flattering. "Is that so?" he squeaks. 

[Clad VanDan]

"Indeed. Why should I starve myself when I can simply feast on others. We're alike like that." I grin gently

[Jamie D'vart]

For a single, blindingly panicked moment, Jamie's mind screams at him, he Knows! But thats impossible. And moreover, it's unlikely. He probably just meant to be metaphorical. Still, unnerved, he changes the subject. "Is that why you want to be my agent?"

[Clad VanDan]

"Partly. You show real genuine talent! But you also look Devine beside me." I grin pulling into the parking lot. I get out and walk around the car swiftly to open his door "allow me min share."

[Npc]

It's a whirlwind evening. Claud escorts Jamie into the reastornt where they are doted on by the staff. Claud orders the five curse tasting menus and pays without hesitation.  He then escorts Jamie to their box at the opera. There's small talk and a good show finally it's the reception and Claud finally get down to business

[Clad VanDan]

"I hate to spoile the evening but we do need to talk business briefly before returning to pleasure. If I become your agent I take 10% of the top of any bookings you make with an additional 5% on sales and a missions. And I garnered 4 shows a year minimum. I provide studio space and supplies along with organizing all shows, events, and bookings. So what do you say?"

[Jamie D'vart]

"...my own studio space? Really? That-- that sounds wonderful."

[Clad VanDan]

"Bon vie! Wonderful! Why don't you come back to mine and look the space over?"

[Jamie D'vart]

"Yes, of course," he says with abandon, not even noticing how late it's getting. 

[Clad VanDan]

It's a beautiful home. Spacious vanities style a i texture. The studio is lovely and we'll stocked. Claud guide him easily around the house until Jamie's eyes light upon a black door that almost blends into the wall of the master bedroom "my playroom" I say easily at Jamie's questioning look "a space to simply... relaxe."

[Jamie D'vart]

his... playroom? What is this, fifty shades? No, he probably means a game room of some kind. Get your mind out of the gutter, Jamie. And while you're at it, stop shivering every time he touches you. Jamie just nods, and says, "You said something about a drink?"

[Clad VanDan]

"Yes of course" I smile opening the door. It's a dark wood panels room with a bar and loung. There's a gaming station as well but the most startling thing is the medical exam station currently being used by a handsome young man draining the blood from a pregnant trans man reclining while looking at his phone. "Alcohol, virgin, or human?"

[Jamie D'vart]

Jamie stops in the doorway, eyes wide in shock. "Wh-what? I don't-- blood, isn't my, uh, my thing. Kink or, or whatever." Be cool,he urges himself. "Alcohol."