Nimbus Launch (Lucy, Nero & Open to Anyone if they wish)

Guest

The evening launch of the latest Nimbus broom had come in to being. Nero had scoped out the venue after his meeting with Lucy and then gone home to get changed. Just a simple suit, would be enough for this evening. He had, of course, a speech to do, and then the rest would be taken by his support staff. The specifications, the costings, the places where it had been trialled. The boring mumbo jumbo would be left to others.

He, himself, would be milling through the abundance of people who had come out this evening to see the broom and, or, him. He'd find Lucy, they'd relax because this was more social than business. He'd work his magic. His head was elsewhere as he began to greet his guests to the venue, motioning them towards the tables and the drinks that were all laid on for free. Nothing, in Nero's hosting, was ever paid for by his guests. He kept everyone happy, money flowing all evening, meant better investments.

As he talked at length with one of the key investors, a member of staff cam over, motioning to Nero that Lucy had arrived, and the man felt his smile grow. Perfect. However, he couldn't yet excuse himself, so he motioned for the staff member to bring her to him. He could put her talents forward to the man he was currently talking to. Whether he would take on the witch in any manner, Merlin only knew.

Guest

Lucy had gone home and squealed. She wasn't going to lie. She was excited! Thankfully she had a dress for just such an occasion. It was a rarity but she had it. Her mother had been over the moon however her daughter hadn't said how she had got such an invitation, let alonewho her mystery man was. She kept Nero's identity to herself. After she had sent a message to her boss. Asking him to write in her appointment before getting the business cards sent over to her house and got ready for the evening ahead.

Arriving, she showed her invite before being let in. Able to cut the queue. She smiled gratefully at the staff that let her pass and walked in. Wearing the said. Dress.

She spotted Nero talking and hadn't been expecting to go nearer to him when she was suddenly showed over. She smiled politely at Nero. "Mister Nero. Pleasure. Sorry if I am intruding." She said, giving a polite greeting to the other person that was there too but waited for Nero to introduce them as she didn't want to have been walking in one a conversation that she wasn't supposed to know about.

Guest

As Lucy came over, Nero could see her very beautiful figure being accentuated by a beautiful dress. A fond smile touched his lips as he took her in. His mind was enjoying undressing her from the dress she had on, but, of course, he had to focus.

"Good evening, Lucy." He replied at her greeting. She was being formal again, but he decided not to correct her in front of someone else. "Lucy, I'd like you to meet Mr Franks, he's one of my main investors. Mr Franks, this is Lucy Belware, she's an artist. A tattoo artist, to be exact, I've commissioned a piece from her just this morning. I think you'd like her work." Nero explained, as Mr Franks - a rather portly fellow, who stank of good money and too much cologne - extended his hand to the witch in greeting.

"It's lovely to meet you, Miss Belware." Mr Franks greeted with a warm smile. Mr Franks was a sucker for two things, pretty women, and money, so he was, naturally, quite taken by Lucy. "You must have quite the eye, if you've managed to get Nero here interested in your work. Never known such a fussy man!"

Nero couldn't help but laugh at that much, shaking his head slightly at the older gentleman's accusations. "Now, Mr Franks, that's not fair!" Nero replied good naturedly, spotting a nearby waiter with a tray of Champagne, stealing a glass, he handed it to Lucy with a smile. "Here you go, can't have a lady without a glass of Champagne!" Nero told her. "Mr Franks and I were just discussing a potential new business idea within magical artistry, trying to make it a bigger thing in our world. I'll have to discuss the ideas with you at another point." Nero told Lucy, because he would like her input, truth be told.

"Now, shall we find our seat, don't wanna miss the big opening!" Nero continued, motioning for the table at the front where they would be seated.

Guest

Lucy smiled at Nero, before politely listening as she was introduced to a high roller. Someone who had money. And stunk of cologne. Lucy gave the man, Mister Franks a big friendly smile. Taking his head. "Please Mister Franks the pleasure is all mine."

If she was being honest she didn't take notice of guys looking at her, she knew she had looked after her body. She just thought it was something people did.

You must have quite the eye, if you've managed to get Nero here interested in your work. Never known such a fussy man!"

"For what it is worth Sir he came to me." She smiled, taking the glass of champagne. She quickly, and subtly as she could switched it for a Dom Perignion version . It had gone unnoticed by Mr Franks so she was in the clear in that sense. She listened to Nero's idea and discussion. "It would be my pleasure to help where I can and put input in."

She followed Nero to the front to the table."You do look rather...handsome tonight. I take it this isn't your first dinner party." Lucy said to him. "Do you give the opening speech?" She asked him quietly. She looked around. All she saw was money...but no..."Value." she mumbled quietly to herself. She of course would never say that to Nero. He was a businessman. She couldn't blame him for that.

Guest

"I'll bring some of our ideas forward on Saturday, when we meet." Nero insisted to the witch in respect of the business plans. Launch night was not the place for business discussions of new products, but Nero was excited to get Lucy on board. Some how. Any way. So that he could grow closer to the witch.

Nero had - though - noticed that Lucy swapped drinks. Noting her preference of the Dom Perignion, Nero pretended not to have noticed the swap, so as not to embarrass the witch beside him.

As Nero excused them from Mr Franks - who would be on their table, but with a prime view of the stage - Nero showed Lucy to their seats, getting Lucy's seat for her in a gentlemanly manner. Sitting beside the witch, Nero took the compliment with a broad smile. "Why, thank you, I must say you are looking divine tonight. Having your hair down like that makes you look very beautiful - though, of course, not practical when you're working. Brings our your eyes..." Nero told her. Sweet talking, yes he was, but none of it was lies.

"And, no, definitely not my first dinner party. Is it yours?" Nero asked, placing his arm over the back of her chair as they sat talking. With the hundreds of people in the room, it was beginning to grow louder and therefore Nero had to be a little closer to be heard. "Yeah, I give the welcome speech, introduce the product, and then hand over to my team. Don't worry if you don't listen to them, they're hear to sell to the likes of Mr Franks." Nero added, making it clear that he didn't expect her to take the sales pitch as anything of interest.

Guest

"Alright. But our agreed meeting comes first . I"ve cleared several appointments for that day." She told him. Smiling still.

Sipping her drink she sat when she was told to. She smiled, "Thanks." She told him for the seat. Blushing a little as he sweet talked her. "At least you understand the practicality of it." She told him. Giving several compliments back.

"What would you say if it was my first party?" She asked him a soft smile on her face. She sipped the drink she had. "Oh. So you invite me here then tell me not to listen to what you are selling? That sounds very fair." She smiled, "I do like riding ;Nero. The nimbus sounds really good."

Smiling still she sat and listened to the introductions before looking at Nero "I think its time for you to go up. Don't worry I'll be bidding for you."

Guest

"I'd be surprised if you told me this was your first party. However, I don't think that it's a bad thing. My parties are always much more fun than the standard ones." Nero told her, leaning to the table to get himself a drink and sipping at it carefully.

At the question of listening, Nero let out a small chuckle, and gave a casual shrug of his shoulders. "I merely meant that if you get bored of the talking, I wouldn't blame you." Nero told her. The comment of liking riding brought a smile to Nero's lips. He was sure she meant brooms, but his mind couldn't help but turn that in to something a little bit more. Not so innocent thoughts played through in his head, but Nero didn't mention it.

"The Nimbus is the best broom in the industry, no matter how much Firebolt will try to tell you otherwise." Nero told her, and that was a fact the Nimbus' were made to much better specification, and he would not hear otherwise.

At the comment of it being his time to go up, Nero looked across at the production staff, and the nod he was given confirmed that. "Seems you're right, I'll be back shortly!" Nero insisted, getting up from his seat, adjusting his jacket, and heading up the steps of the stage to the microphone and podium.

Tapping the mic, Nero leant in to the mic. "This thing on?" His voice called around the room. Suave, energetic, and likeable as ever, Nero had the audience on his side almost immediately as a chorus of yes' filled the room. Smiling, a larger image of Nero appeared on the screens behind him for those further back. "Good evening, ladies, gentlemen and all those in between. Welcome," He paused, looking around the room, building the suspense a little. "To the opening of the Nimbus Three Thousand and Twenty!"

As Nero spoke the last word, confetti began to fall from the ceiling, and confetti canons went off from the stage. It was overly flamboyant, but this was Nero's world. His business, and it was as overly done as he was. "This evening, you will be getting a preview of the new model, an all inclusive analysis of the features it has to offer you, and all our clients. And, of course, for one lucky member of the audience, a chance of taking one home, engraved with the handsome designer's signature." Nero explained, a smug grin on his lips, because that, of course, was himself.

"So, without further ado, lets get this show rolling! Ladies..." Nero finished, motioning to the back of the stage where a number of ladies were coming out with the model. Decked out in Quidditch wear, and showing of the broom in the space they had. Nero moved down off the stage, and back to his seat, and another man entered the stage, reeling off the facts and figures of the broom and it's capabilities.

Guest

Knowing better then to give all her secrets away, she didn't confirm nor deny wether or not this was her first party. Instead she sipped the drink she had gotten.

She looked as a small smile was bought to his lips from something she had said . "What did I say to get that smile?" She asked, had he taken the riding as a euphemism? If so she certainly hadn't meant it to be dirty. Her innocent mind played over what she could have said to get the beautiful smirk

She listened as he tried to say how the Nimbus were the best, personally she had had a firebolt at school and it was still in her room.Hanging up now as more of an ornament. She still mucked around on the weekends. Usually when friends came over or she needed to help her mum figure out the next lot of plantations.

Listening to him Lucy gave a slight nod , before watching as her man..Well he wasn't her man. As Nero went up on stage. He had the charisma of a man that was firm and got what he wanted but also a man others aspired to be.

She had flinched as the cannons went off, she had expected that but the whole opening otherwise was rather grandeu and well planned. Nero had seemed to enjoy what he was doing, and to be honest she enjoyed watching him. She wriggled her seat a little as he sat back down, listening to the specifications. But also looking at Nero. "You seemed quite comfortable up there on stage."She smiled.

Guest

"Oh, I'm just glad you appreciate my work, that's all." Nero replied to the question of his smiling. Somewhat true, he had gotten away with the momentary slip, there. Perhaps the witch before him was much too innocent to have realised what she'd said? He was slowly wanting her more, that much he could not deny.

And he'd get her, too.

Coming off the stage after his speech had gotten the crowd going, Nero's eyes turned briefly to the show that was continuing. It had been rehearsed at length, the pyrotechnics and lighting playing at all the right times. Extravagant, as always. Taking his seat next to Lucy once more, as she spoke, the man smiled back at her. "I've been doing this for years, it's easy now." Nero assured her, picking up his drink and taking another sip.

His eyes wandered to Mr Franks who was lapping up the information like a cat at milk. Nero's work was paying off, and he could already see the investment coming in at a minimum of seven digits.

"What do you think, then?" Nero asked Lucy, motioning towards the stage and the grandeur.

Guest

Lucy highly doubted that was the honest answer however she let it slide. Had she of known what he was thinking she might not of sat so innocently. She didn't know he thought he was going to get her.

Key point being thought.

The show continued and Lucy sipped the alcohol. Smiling and watched as he spoke. "I am sure you have. It shows." She said to him, it was a compliment. He seemed very comfortable.

Upon being asked what she thought she looked around. "I see a lot of potential investment for you and the ladies look beautiful." She answered, to be honest the stage and grandeur wasn't that appealing to her. " I think you will make a lot of your customers very happy and people are going to be enjoying your free alcohol tonight." Lucy told him honestly. Trying to make it seem nice with a smile. "Do I dare ask how long these parties can go on for? "

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