Sypher curled a finger at Madalena after a moment and she almost pretended she didn't see him, though ignoring Sypher would make things ugly fast, uglier than he'd already decided they should be.
She stood and walked over to him and he nodded to the red haired man next to him.
"This is Evan. He thinks your pretty." Sypher drawled in a seemingly innocent voice.
"Oh, thank you," Madalena said and smiled at the man. What else was she supposed to do.
"Have a seat," Sypher said, pointing to Evan's lap. "He'd like to get to know you better."
"You'll be compensated, of course," Evan said as he leaned back, displaying the ridge in his pants.
Sypher rolled his eyes internally, but smiled at Madalena. This should be interesting.
"Oh thank you, but I'd rather stand," Madalena said and Sypher nodded, giving Evan permission to reach forward and grab her hand, tugging her into his lap.
"He's paid for your company Madalena," Sypher said idly. "I suggest you give him his money's worth."