Dorian smiled charmingly, letting his hand fall back to his side. So many people here had strange names, Abby Sciuto, Heather Lisinsky... Still, Dorian rather liked it. It added a little spice to life.
"A pleasure to meet you too," he replied, the epitomy of manners and ettiquette. "Please, lead the way." Dorian wouldn't admit it, but he rather wanted to get away from the door to the massage room. He'd had enough trouble keeping his debauchery a secret at home, he didn't want too many rumours about him spreading around this place too.