Pansy smiled as she graciously accepted the glass from Rabastan. She carefully took a sip, humming in appreciation at the taste. "It's delicious," she said with a nod before she took another sip. "I'd say that your time on the continent was well spent, especially if this is the result. Are you still able to visit as often you like?" Pansy asked with interest.
Rabastan offered Pansy his arm, and she gladly accepted-- the possibility of not doing so hardly entered her mind-- so they could begin the tour. "Tell me, Mr. Lestrange, how interested are you in retaining the historical integrity of the house? Certainly, in my opinion, more traditional features will fit best within the home, but should I be looking for period items? Or more recent pieces which fit within the style?" Pansy asked. Finding furniture manufactured to fit within stately, formal homes like Rabastan's was one thing, but with his means, seeking out more historical pieces became an option.
"Or perhaps we could start out differently. What are your favourite colors?" Pansy asked sheepishly, realizing that maybe she'd been talking too much. She took another sip of her wine because, if anything, that would help her relax a bit more.