Walden nodded absently as Bella spoke of marriages and alliances. He supposed, given his new status, it was something he ought to think about -- marriage and heirs. All those things his father had tried to beat into him before destroying what little the family had himself. Wouldn't daddy dearest be just pleased as punch to see how Walden had turned things around -- in his own way, because he had the power now.
It was impossible not to pay attention to the ample view Bella provided as she leaned closer, however. Really, that was a woman. "I try my best," he said with a smirk. The woman was absolutely off limits given their current positions -- in power, not proximity in the present moment -- but innuendo was never out of the question.
"Never let it be said you are not a gracious hostess, my dear." Standing, Walden made his way over to examine the young girl. He ran an appreciative finger over one small breast. Setting his glass aside, he dipped two fingers into the deep red liquid and drew a lazy design across the girl's abdomen. Drawing his wand, he turned back to look at Bella, a gleam in his eyes. "You did say it was just us for tonight? No need for silencing charms, then."