Gabriel Roydon (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} vino) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} rooms, |
Ever the welcoming host, Sebastian busied himself between making small talk with those that had decided to come and welcoming those that had walked through the door, making sure that they knew where to hang their coats, where to start, etc, etc. So when the door chimed twice, close together, a wave of relief washed through him. The tasting was already well into its first hour and he was filled with concern that Wren's friend had decided not to come. Then what would he say to Wren when she checked in, likely the next morning? So every chime over the door was hope and he excused himself from the couple that he was speaking with, gracious smiles all around, and he moved towards the door.
One lone woman and a couple that he was already familiar with. They waved and found their own way in, leaving Sebastian and the woman to themselves for the moment. His smile was easy and warm, a hand extended towards her. "You're looking a bit lost. Is there something I can help you find or perhaps someone you're looking to meet?"