Rodolphus looked positively bored as he entered the room, a drink already in his hand. He glanced around, then walked to the window, looking out of it thoughtfully for a moment before turning to face his wife and study her.
"I think you could tell me what's going on now," he said thoughtfully, leaning against the wall and stretching. "Shouldn't I be the first to know why on earth you would organize this... party or whatever you want to call it?"
He hated it when Bellatrix had secrets, even though he himself had plenty of those. He hated having a bunch of Death Eaters in his house, especially after recent... events. He'd racked his brain trying to come up with a reason for this party but had come up with nothing. When Bella had secrets, she made sure that no one knew about them.
Of course he would soon find out what this was all about but he wanted to be the first to know. He thought he deserved it.
Glancing out of the window again, he wondered how the other guests would arrive. He sipped on his drink, then sighed and went to the bar to pour himself a new one - and one for Bellatrix. He handed it to her, looking into her eyes. "Tell me?"