Mercedes claps her approval. 

'Well done, Conn. You're quite talented!" she says with a smile.

"And yes, I do believe that was worth a dance," she says, throwing back the rest of her drink and tilting her head towards the dance floor, beyond which the band was preparing to play another tune.

"Shall we?"

Mercedes hadn't stopped smiling the whole time. It was endearing to her that someone in this life still retained an innocence of sorts. The things they saw, the things they did made it nearly heartbreaking to.see a young man like Conn still holding on to life's simple pleasures. She hoped he could hold on forever. 

"You didn't mess up at all! I believe you're having one over on me, claiming to have never danced before. Surely a handsome man such as yourself has enjoyed the attentions of many lovely ladies!" she says, winking.

Kate walked into GhostFaceJr 's new building as her bodyguard Jack took up a position inside the door. She smiled as she scanned her eyes over the bustling Eternal Rose- although for a couple strange seconds her smile faltered before returning and the expression in her eyes changed slightly. Smirking, she slid into a barstool and pointed to a bottle of whiskey.

After a long flight from New York, Deces is greeted by two men waiting to escort her to KateLogan at the airport. Stumbling to get inside the vehicle from the mini airplanes that was taken from the flight over she finally gets situated. Looking at the many buildings and different businesses she feels that Detroit is doing a wonderful job is their building phase. After a few minutes she notices the vehicle is slowing down so she starts assuming she is at the destination. She exits the vehicle and sees a sign, "The Eternal Rose".

Oh my, KateLogan must know i love me some wine. 

Upon entering the building she notices many people around having a good time. As she glances around she finally spots KateLogan. Walking over to her she is approached by a man, presuming its one of her bodyguards. 

Kate lounges at the bar, looking just about everywhere but the dance floor. As Deces walked in, her bodyguard Jack, a huge man, approached Deces and led her to the bar. Kate stood and warmly greeted her. Walking with Deces to the back corner, Kate slid into a private booth where they could speak freely.

"Deces, it's a pleasure. I believe I've been trying to buy you a drink since Issue One of The Logan Review. Complimenting your look, I believe. So what'll you have tonight?"

With a big grin on Deces face, she looks at KateLogan directly in the eyes and responds.

As you may of heard i can not pass by any wine. Ill let you decide on what you think the best wine in this establishment is. 

With the chuckles out the way more of a serious conversation begun.

Yeah, you have been trying to buy me a drink for the longest. With the move to New York and even before, everything seemed to be a tad bit more busier for me. I do hope you wouldn't think i was avoiding you, but have you know i have kept up with " The Logan Review". So how is everything going for you in Detroit? 

Deces pulls out two mini airplanes and hands one to KateLogan.

You know, while we wait on that wine.

Kate returns the smile with a light in her own eyes.

"I wanted to ask you about New York. How has business in the Big Apple been treating you, Deces? And thank you for the kind words on the newspaper."

With a raised finger, Kate summoned the waiter.

"We would like a bottle of wine...

As she spoke, she studied Deces' face intently, like she was looking for answers there.

... red. Something powerful, I think would be fitting. And rare. Bold. With a hint of romance...

She turns to the waiter.

Bring us the new Pinot Noir we've had shipped in."

As the waiter exits, Kate leans back in her chair, her opened black jacket revealing a white buttoned shirt.

"We've been reaching out lately, trying to make some contacts in France. This recent shipment of wine is one of the first things we've received. I've been meaning to try it out, so thanks for giving me a reason."

Finishing off the mini airplanes Deces decides to drink one more before responding.

Business in New York is under construction right now, but it shouldn't be too long before lights are turned on. Went over many blueprints and with the help of my close family we came to a decision. Hopefully in the coming days you will be able to stop by. Ill be sure to take you out for a drink if you could make time.

Noticing the waiter coming with the bottle of "Pinot Noir", Deces can only hope its one of the early 1930's bottle. With the waiter placing a glass in front of KateLogan and Deces the wine is poured. Deces places a crisp $100 bill inside the waiter pocket with the words "To leave the bottle" mentioned. Picking up the glass and swirling it around to bring life into it, Deces speaks to KateLogan.

For the busy schedules that led to us being here sharing this wine, Cheers.

Taking a sip, the smoothness is felt and adored.

I might not have a connection with the French, but i do know where to come to get a fine glass of wine.

Kate joins Deces in a small bottle from the airplane.

"Perhaps not the best pre-wine move, but I'm not exactly an expert taster."

Kate grins.

"I know better than to ask about the details of your New York business, but I'm certainly curious. I'm sure you've picked something excellent- and I'll gladly take you up on another drink."

Kate moves her own glass forward, gently clinking it against Deces'.

"So may I ask what brings you to Detroit, if that's not privileged information?"

Looking for the best choice of words to respond, Deces takes another sip of wine. Hearing the crowd of this establishment behind her talking among each other she begins to speak.

As for our "Business Plans", of course for security measures i am not able to disclose any information. 

While grinning and finishing of her wine, she places the glass done.

What i can tell you is, once we open up it will be one of a kind.

Picking up the bottle of wine Deces pours herself another glass as well as KateLogan. Knowing they share a mutual enemy she starts to giggle to herself for how she ended up in Detroit.

I don't know if it was the amount of wine i had prior to getting on the plane, but somehow i ended up on the wrong flight. Don't be alarm though, the threat has been taken care of and has came to my attention that Tyler is swimming somewhere. 

Taking another sip of her wine she places it down and stands up. 

I want to appreciate you for having me here today. I also want to let you know to keep up the good work with your paper. That's what i read when i wake up with my morning wine. I do have to leave, but i will be sure to come back in the near future so we can continue on our conversation. You take care of yourself and ill be sure to let you know when New York business grand opening is.

Focusing on Kendrick, he smiled and proceeded to raise the empty mug he was cleaning in response to his small toast. "Thank you for that, I hope the same. That is a interesting story, one I would be more than happy to listen to more of, but alas I see other people entering. Excuse me for a small period, my friend."

Seeing a newer family member, Matches sitting a way back, by himself. He thought it was safe to assume for now, he wanted to drink in peace. Grabbing the nearest waiter, he instructed them to grab the bottle of whiskey he was holding and to take it too him. Making a mental note to check on him later on, when things calmed down a little he trusted the waiter to do a good job.

As he thought this, Conn approached Mercedes and asked quite charmingly, if she wanted to dance. He hoped she said yes, as she needed the fun experience. Hearing an affirmative to Conn's inquiry he smiled to himself and prepared to watch the fun unfold. Looking back at it later on, he might have teased her about it, but she seemed to have such fun that he set aside his jokes and hoped she enjoyed the rest of the night where ever it might take her.

As things were starting quiet down, he witnessed the door open yet again, seeing Don KateLogan enter was something he somewhat expected. However when Don Deces entered momentarily later, that was a surprise. He assumed they had a matter to sort and was preparing to take their order and leave them be. Almost like it was rehearsed Kate signaled a waiter over and seemed to instruct him of what they wanted. 

He was informed by the waiter of Kate's request. He asked the waiter to watch the bar for a moment while he went to collect her a very special bottle of wine. Walking to a small door near the bar, he took off the key which was on a string that hung around his neck underneath his clothing, and unlocked the door. When he entered the room, he looked around for the wine section. As this was a room that held his more special collection of drinks, which he never normally used, but anything for Kate, he chuckled quietly to the silence of the surrounding room. Grabbing a special bottle, which was similar to the new Pinot Noir he had shipped in, but also had a distinctive kick to it that no other wine he knew of had. It was special because it was apart of the small collection of wine that his mother had, that he still possessed to this day.

Exiting the room, he gave the wine to the waiter with explicit instructions to be careful with the bottle. Sending the waiter on their way, he went behind the bar and saw CamillaBalisteri still waiting patiently. Smiling tiredly, he spoke to her with his undivided attention. "I'm sorry my dear, it was not very gentlemanly of me to make a lady wait was it? Still, at this moment you have me all to yourself, so where were we?" The smile became a beaming one as he leaned nearer to her, with his arms on the bartop, and awaiting her response.

Kate savors the wine and the opportunity to speak with Deces.

"Of course- well, I eagerly look forward to visiting New York in the future, then. And I'm glad Tyler isn't troubling us any longer."

As Deces stands, Kate accompanies her to the exit.

"I appreciate the kind words on the paper, and I look forward to our next discussion."

As Deces reached the door, they exchanged businesslike kisses to the cheek.

"It was a pleasure. Let me know when you're open for business in New York. I'll be sure to put it on my schedule."

Kate returned to the bar, where she leaned next to CamillaBalistreri and nodded approvingly at Ghost, if he was open to chat.

Camilla. Long time, no see. How's business?

Ghost smiled at Kate in response, and was keen to hear Camilla's response to Kate.

She saw Ghost heading towards the bar in her direction.  He had been quite busy, but Cami was pleased to see the flow of business already. This was his big night, and she was proud to see such an amazing turnout.  His playful smile as he leaned in wishing to pick up where they had left off made her smile.  Cami pushed the drink to the side leaning forward, as she clasped her delicate hands together, whispering softly.

"I think you were trying to discover why I wore this beautiful dress, caro."

No sooner than the words passed her lips, were they joined by the lovely KateLogan.  The look on Ghost's face as he was yet to be held in suspense over why she wore her dress made Cami chuckle softly.  She turned her attention to greet Signora Logan.

"Buonasera Signora.  Business is molto bene, grazie.  I have just finished reading the newest edition of the Logan Review.  I do like the new layout, but I am sure you don't wanna discuss business on such a lovely evening.  I noticed you are a fan of wine.  Do you have any favorites?"

 Kate glances around the room and quickly turns her attention to CamillaBalistreri.

"I was drinking red earlier- Pinot Noir. Is that something you'd be interested in?"

She grinned, leaning forward on the bar, hip cocked at an angle.

"And you're right. I think I need a night without business. A nice distraction." 

She stuck a thumb out at @Ghost.

"That's what he's been telling me for a while now..."

"I believe we all need a night without thoughts of business swarming through our thoughts.  It seems like day to day I tend to have little time to relax in my rose garden.  The sweet aromas soothe and relax the stress away, yet it seems more and more lately I am traveling more often than staying home."

Cami reached for the half drank Mary Pickford, taking a slow sip, savoring the pineapple flavoring.  

"I wouldn't mind a glass later of Pinot Noir."

She smiled knowingly towards Ghost then winked towards Kate.

"Sadly with my low tolerance of liquor, I would dare to sample just a small glass though.  But then again, the night is young, and Don Slash has graciously allowed me to escape for the weekend."

Cami recalled how frustrated she was over certain events recently, and finally able to put things aside she was given the weekend to relax and recoup.  After losing so many good pairs of shoes in the constant flooding over with Don Artus in Paradise, Cami wanted nothing more than to be on dry land, sipping drinks and visiting with such fine people.