Erandur and Maryanne
Of course, Erandur had little idea what she was going through with her loss. But, he knew he could relate, being immortal had many, many prices. But those thoughts were neither here nor there at the moment. He grinned in return as he nodded his head before finishing his whiskey and offering her his glass. "Sure, why not?"
Erandur didn't know if it was his words or the liquid she was drinking that had this effect, but he could smell her pheromones rise. Which in turn caused his to rise, a part of him stiffened a little. His blue eyes never leaving her face, as he watchdd her sip her blue stuff, all while his cheeks flushed just a little bit. Part of him wanted to see if she would like to dance, another wanted to see if she wanted to meet him at his hotel. She was a rather captivating woman. Options, options..