It's beauty was undeniable. With so much elegance and so much class this was truly a magical location. "Shall we," he suggested. Queen Lord was still taking in how comfortable he was with bossing everyone around. Even more intriguing was how fearful all the waiters and waitresses were to the point where the bartender she was talking to wasn't even asking him for an order. It then clicked that she was prying on the Fasceda heir. She suddenly grew stiff. Unsure whether he was taking her to the pool for a genuine conversation or something worse.
"I love the roof top, I really do but I think it's pretty late and I should be catching on some sleep."
He was surprised at how quickly she had reverted from accompanying him to the pool.
"Here's what I'll do. I'll leave you alone and let you look around for yourself. If my sister comes back, give me a call from the restaurant phone." She wasn't comfortable with talking to a crime Lord's