Always a lovely sight to see, and an intimidating one at that, the potent presence of the Florin Regency glided up to Chase with an air of grace and intensity. He grinned in sincere pleasure as he turned to greet his Priscus, admiring both her expression and her evening attire.
"My benevolent and beauteous Priscus, Madam Donovan. You find me well and in good cheer to be greeted by a grand Lady such as yourself. Your generous attentions have me bewitched and I am ever in your service. May I ask in turn how you fare this evening?" His grin smoothed into a subtle smile as he counted his blessings to have gained the eye of so powerful a figure in Sacramento's kindred society.