Spinning around, Kings silently cast in that time to have a rose in hand when he next faced Em. If the place were going to be messy, which by most anyone's standards was spotless, he wanted to add a little beauty for it, to match the pretty woman who was in his home, on a nightly basis actually. He grinned.
"I've got good company, doll," Kingsley brushed the rose up one cheek before giving it to her, "Want anything to drink?"