Piper lowered the paper, looking at the girl curiously. "No, I did not," he told her, though any evidence he thought the question to be ridiculous was no where in his voice or mannerisms. "But it is merely a theatre, not a palace, and I simply work there," he informed her before looking over to the other girl to reply to her.
"If I had built it, I would have built it for myself and my love, if I had a love," he said with a grin. That just made him think of Charles. Would he really build a palace for him when he had his own? No. He wouldn't. That would be ridiculous. Besides, he didn't know the first thing about designing buildings much more actually building one. His body was not made for such labors. He was better suited to a household or a bedroom. "It would be far bigger and far more elegant than this. And I should think it would look nicer in the country than the middle of London, or at least this particular area of London." He nodded to them both, folding up the paper and tucking it under his arm.