Where Magne is concerned, she wouldn't blame him for hesitating, or for excitement for the possibility of finding a comfortable new space with all the amenities for truly all-encompassing service. She sips her drink, then raises her glass in acknowledgement. "I did admittedly talk to some of the folks at the Open Arms to see the kinds of things that they liked having in their establishment and made some strides to incorporate those ideas as best I could. Some people want simplicity, and that is very much their prerogative, while I'm happy to provide whatever I can outside of that."

She sits with her hands folded neatly around her glass atop her knees and looks from George, back to the parlor where the crowd is mingling and sampling some of the finger foods that had been left after the staff party, courtesy of Max and his evergreen touch. "As you think of things you might like, perhaps you can write them down. I can be sure to have the brass set aside to be able to give you the perfect space. Perhaps not all at once; I'm trying to expand part of the building to incorporate a bath house as well. People will adore that sort of thing, I think."