"He calls me Lucien, which I like. I don't care if people think he needs to call me Master or Sir. I like this almost equal ground we are on." he said, putting the cig out and blowing the last puff out.
"I guess I should thank you for making me get him. At least there will be someone else I can talk to other, than you, Piper, and Grandma." he chuckled as the nice name for Gretchen. She would probably not appreciate it. He stood up from his seat.
"Well I better get going. I have a date with my slave. I should not keep him wanting, after all the talk I did day." He winked. "Night, Emerson." Lucien said, walking out of the room.