The girls Darian had been flirting with went quiet with awe as his mother entered the pub. Turning in his seat he glanced back in the direction they were looking. Usually that look from Tarts meant one thing, some kind of Duchess was there or one of the Hearts minions- either of which rarely came to the pub considering they'd have to mingle with lower positioned people than them. That was unless they rented out the VIP rooms which he was glad to charge out the ass for.
"Mother," he said surprised with the same smile he had been giving the girls on his lips. Immediately the girls started to gossip between themselves, not many were aware of just how far up the Diamond food chain he was. They just knew he was up there by the way he acted. It helped that Lucien tended to arrive at the pub in disguise so that his patrons were not scared off by the Duke.
Kissing the girls on the cheeks, he gestured for them to take a booth and he'd be back with them soon. Standing up, he properly bowed to his mother though there was an almost mocking tone to it but it was gone as quickly as it had come. "Aren't you looking... festive. Are those-" He closed the space between them quickly. "Really, red hearts in your pupils? I guess you of all people can never go too overboard in your decorations."