Standing Infront of the fireplace bathing in the warmth it emitted Harrison couldn't help but stare blankly into the whiskey glass he held . The sweet smell of expensive Karuizawa whiskey he only took out on special occasions filled his nostrils anytime he took an occasional sip, numbing his senses.
"Honey...." a voice called out to him causing him to turn towards the area it came from. Down came a blonde lady rushing down the stairs. Blue eyed ,tanned skin and a perfect body, a clear example of the girl next door. She wore a red dress that hugged her snatched body leaving one to wonder what lay underneath,her Bossom that cost almost half a million and an eternity of years and tantrums peaked out of the sea of red as if to say hello to anyone who dared to look. "... have you seen my purse? I can't remember where I left it" she asked fixing her gold high heels as she reached the last step. Without as much as a blink he pointed to the antique table that sat by the door following her silloute as she made her way to it. Ensuring she had everything she needed she finally turned to look at the man that stood holding his drink.
"How do I look darling?" she asked in an excited voice
" Do you like it?" she inquired again turning to give him a 360 view of her body and have good look at the dress.
"Mhmm.." he grunted in approval
"I knew you'd like it " She replied in a chirpy voice "Hurry up now we wouldn't want to be late now would we" she said turning her attention back to her purse. One might have thought the woman to be a fool for not being capable of reading the room for if she had taken her time to do so she would have noticed the eyes of the man she called honey staring at her like daggers.