He was in need of something to distract his thoughts. A man can only balance so many things before something falls. Tseng was concerned that the thing that fell would be the one and only thing that currently held his genuine interest.
He'd left the office in Elena's capable hands though not in the best terms with the young woman. Tseng sighed as he put his car in park outside of Lulu's place. He made sure that his jacket and tie were in order after he got out and made it to her front door. He wasn't sure what he was really in for here either. But like many things, he would just have to face it and find out. Tseng knocked on the door and waited politely for her to answer. When she did she was given a smile and a slight bow of his head. "Miss Lulu. Thank you for having me over on such short notice."
Lulu answere the door and greeted him likewise, inclining her head as she stepped aside to allow him entrance. "It's a pleasure," she demured. "Thank you for coming by."
Closing the door with a soft click, she gestured toward the sitting room, where she'd had just enough time to set out a few bottles of wine and a pair of crystal glasses before he had arrived. "Make yourself at home," she said, "I know I promised you the Chiante, but I also have Berollo, and a Pinot Noir if you prefer."
She paused, watching his expression as she turned toward the kitchen. "If you give me just a moment, I can bring out some crutite as well, unless you'd like to accompany me on the grand tour."
"Chiante would be wonderful. Thank you." Tseng comes to stand before a chair but has second thoughts about actually sitting down. "Please, allow me to escort you." She'd told him to make himself at home but obviously that isn't something Tseng does with ease.
Tseng goes to stand at her side but allows her to lead. "That's quite a selection." He complimented. "Tell me Miss Lulu. Do you have a favorite?" For once he was asking something with a genuine interest and not an ulterior motive.
Lulu nodded, allowing Tseng to accompany her, her movements both elegant and efficient as she slid her sleeved out of the way and took a appetizer tray laden with cheeses and fresh vegetables from the refrigerator.
"Oh, I'm partial to the Chiante myself," she replied, removing the celophane wrapping and adding some savory crackers and flatbread to the tray. Nodding when she was satsfied with the presentation. "For a dessert wine I also like a sweet, white Riesling," she added as they made their way back to the other room, "But I think my favorite is imported Ume plum wine from Japan."
Skillfully pouring two glasses of the Chiante, she smiled as she offered one to Tseng. "What about you, sir?"
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He'd left the office in Elena's capable hands though not in the best terms with the young woman. Tseng sighed as he put his car in park outside of Lulu's place. He made sure that his jacket and tie were in order after he got out and made it to her front door. He wasn't sure what he was really in for here either. But like many things, he would just have to face it and find out. Tseng knocked on the door and waited politely for her to answer. When she did she was given a smile and a slight bow of his head. "Miss Lulu. Thank you for having me over on such short notice."
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Closing the door with a soft click, she gestured toward the sitting room, where she'd had just enough time to set out a few bottles of wine and a pair of crystal glasses before he had arrived. "Make yourself at home," she said, "I know I promised you the Chiante, but I also have Berollo, and a Pinot Noir if you prefer."
She paused, watching his expression as she turned toward the kitchen. "If you give me just a moment, I can bring out some crutite as well, unless you'd like to accompany me on the grand tour."
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Tseng goes to stand at her side but allows her to lead. "That's quite a selection." He complimented. "Tell me Miss Lulu. Do you have a favorite?" For once he was asking something with a genuine interest and not an ulterior motive.
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"Oh, I'm partial to the Chiante myself," she replied, removing the celophane wrapping and adding some savory crackers and flatbread to the tray. Nodding when she was satsfied with the presentation. "For a dessert wine I also like a sweet, white Riesling," she added as they made their way back to the other room, "But I think my favorite is imported Ume plum wine from Japan."
Skillfully pouring two glasses of the Chiante, she smiled as she offered one to Tseng. "What about you, sir?"
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