Sergius sighed, getting to his feet and smiling slightly. "Get another glass for Sebastian, my dear." He asked her, moving to open the door himself. It was best, he found, not to let the staff open the door after a certain time of night. Especially if it was Sebastian he was expecting to come calling.
He took the bolt off the door to let the young man in, looking him up and down. "Cold?" He asked, "Would a Congac warm you up?"