Guilian didn't let the genuine smile on his own lips fade. When he heard the French accent in her speech, he seemed relieved.
He returned her greeting in flawless French. "Bonjour, Madamoiselle Delacour." That dress was sending out signals that nobody in the room could miss. "Welcome to the Casino Sidi Al'Nasir. I'm Guiliano Montague, and I must say that you are a very welcome sight this evening." She truly was. That dress she wore was utterly amazing, and he could see the fire in her eyes reflected in the shimmer of the fabric."
"Would you allow me to buy you a drink. That is, of course, unless you are waiting for someone?"