01-19-2026, 12:47 AM
Adrian's attention was turning elsewhere. That didn't surprise Olivier in the slightest. The man owned the hotel. He likely had a lot to deal with. Olivier was already surprised Adrian had come over to speak with him. That left the lady. It was also her first time at the Radiance, and he had to agree with her assessment. She seemed relaxed here. Even if it was her first time he, she was used to the type of environment that Radiance provided.
"Not my first time to Moscow," he said in response to the woman's question. "I'm here once or twice a year."
Generally he just passed through, but Moscow seemed to be where things were happening. The center of civilization as it were. Perhaps relocating would be something worth considering. His mother might even approve. It's likely he could do a lot for the company here - not to mention seeing Elin working might convince them that she would be a better candidate to take over the company than he was.
Before he could continue, another man approached and ordered a water. That was strange. No one came to a bar alone to get water, but soon enough the riddle was solved when a woman approached the stranger. She was a well enough known face. The man was here to meet the newest Privilege of the CCD. At her insistence, the pair left to go to a table. Those two had a history. That was pretty apparent.
Olivier took this time to look around the room. Pairs of people drank together or small groups had conversations like their little group. One man stood out - for no other reason than he was alone. Interesting enough, his eyes seemed to be focused in their direction. That could mean a lot of things. The question was ultimately why. The man looked familiar, even if Olivier couldn't place him.
Damn...that's a sexy man... he thought, his eyes lingering for just a moment longer before he turned back to the young lady.
"And you, Ms..." he paused, a smile curling his lips in amusement. "I'm sorry, I don't believe I caught your name." He asked. She hadn't offered it before - perhaps on purpose - perhaps not. Rich people games made it hard to tell sometimes. Even if he hated the game, he knew how to play.
"Not my first time to Moscow," he said in response to the woman's question. "I'm here once or twice a year."
Generally he just passed through, but Moscow seemed to be where things were happening. The center of civilization as it were. Perhaps relocating would be something worth considering. His mother might even approve. It's likely he could do a lot for the company here - not to mention seeing Elin working might convince them that she would be a better candidate to take over the company than he was.
Before he could continue, another man approached and ordered a water. That was strange. No one came to a bar alone to get water, but soon enough the riddle was solved when a woman approached the stranger. She was a well enough known face. The man was here to meet the newest Privilege of the CCD. At her insistence, the pair left to go to a table. Those two had a history. That was pretty apparent.
Olivier took this time to look around the room. Pairs of people drank together or small groups had conversations like their little group. One man stood out - for no other reason than he was alone. Interesting enough, his eyes seemed to be focused in their direction. That could mean a lot of things. The question was ultimately why. The man looked familiar, even if Olivier couldn't place him.
Damn...that's a sexy man... he thought, his eyes lingering for just a moment longer before he turned back to the young lady.
"And you, Ms..." he paused, a smile curling his lips in amusement. "I'm sorry, I don't believe I caught your name." He asked. She hadn't offered it before - perhaps on purpose - perhaps not. Rich people games made it hard to tell sometimes. Even if he hated the game, he knew how to play.