Night fallen, he's been up taking care of business minding his theatre in the downtown district of New Orleans. The guide to this backwater city was endeavous to him. His servant has been generous keeping his master sane. A spa was opened, there was the owner he recognized from the Grand Opening of his establishment. There was a phone number to get in touch with her. They should meet. He's got a license in the Fashion industry and there was a momentum connection that perhaps he ought to give a try. Jenna was the local Queen weretiger he's heard about. It was a grand seeing her at the Sickle Salve. A cellular phone in possession, the use of technology wasn't new. He was knowledgeable in the Morse Code. Back in his days that was how messages was sent back and forth. Today, it was communication in a whole new light. He reached one of the employees that worked there.
"Bonjour. I'm looking to speak with Jenna. Can you tell her that Monsieur Bodine, that is Joseph is wanting to have a talk with her?"
He heard everything that was said over the phone. "I appreciate it. Mercis."He said in a cool, pleasant French accent that held dominance when he made that last depature voice. Clicking the off button, he looked around at the empty room of his study and sat the receiver face down on the round table that was beside the overstuffed, burgundy chair of the study he used it for when he needs to be in solitude. Welcomed those seeking him as his guests in here. Joseph remained unmoved. Patient as he hoped to be able to speak with the owner.
Jenna's eyes shifted from the computer screen to the message that was slid to her visual field by the ever effervescent Maya. She looked at it a few seconds, then went back to working on the spread sheet. She completed that task, saved the file then sent an email to Geller's father, Edward. The man had been entirely too quiet.
After that, she leaned back and slid the piece of paper to the edge of the desk, picked up her desk phone and made the call. When he picked up, she paused long enough for the greeting.
"Good afternoon Joseph, it's been a while. How is the theater doing, and how are you?" The pleasantries out of the way, she moved the conversation forward.
"I was left a message saying you called. How can I help you this fine Louisiana day, Monsieur Bodine?"
A fire in the granite, stoned fireplace flickered in the cozy room of the study that the Baron re-decorated himself. This estate once belonged to someone whose lives have diminished leaving everything in a bad state with less money to do something about it. There was a tome in his right hand, while the land hand flipped through one page to the Roman Numeral of VII, that being page seven of an old book that he found hiding in the houses library that had still been in tip-top condition. His servant, Antonio, wasn't with him in the room for he went to be early. Joseph had given the man a few days off thinking he does need a break from doing too much, yet the guy was reluctant not to be at his master's side in case he maybe needed. Then the thing called a phone vibrated, letting him know someone was calling him.
Bookmarking the pages he was on, he laid it down and picked up the device reading the name on the LCD window. It was from Paix. He listened to Jenna's voice recognizing it from when he first seen her. A greetings between them was established, he had not seen her either after she left the theatre during the Grand Opening. "It is a pleasure hearing from you Madamoiselle." A silk, French accent was not lost even after all those years. Her inquiries in regards to his Theatre was acknowledged. "It is booming. The business is growing. I hope that you will come to see the premieres. You let me know and I'll be sure to make reservations. "It was a most generous offer. People come from all over to perform or see the live shows that was done on that day. "The night is well." Coming from a kindred point of view. Never get enough of their nature. This is who the vampire is. Since day wasn't in a description, close enough.
He did call in hopes to speak about Paix. Joseph owned a Cosmetology studio and this would be an opportunity, should have thought of it sooner but later wasn't too bad either.
"I called cause Paix had interested me. I got a similar business in London. I was seeing if I can come look around." Joseph was an Entrepreneur. As most Entrepreneurs were these days, he was still maintaining both establishments and had some help if he wasn't there. When it comes to the vampire world, there was that thing for power, finance, beauty, dominance...all said that one could expect there was no such thing as an undead who sat doing nothing. If they did, then insanity arose. Few could sit and never move, you will not have known it. He waited to see what she had to say about a coincidence happening that they shared a common ground.
Jenna listened to the French accented voice of Joseph Bodine, then responded to his request as she clicked through a series of e-mails.
"Of course, Paix is open well into the night each night but Sunday, Joseph. Just give me a time and we can set something up to show you around. " Jenna was proud of her Spa, and liked when people appreciated all the hard work of herself and her staff.
Showing off that hard work gave her much pleasure.
Oh, he know all about being proud of what you invested in a business. Joseph made an agreement to schedule a time and this will also be good to getting to know whose who in the community in the same. He has only begun to meet the people in the Cajun city that New Orleans was famous for. When it came to interests, he always look for those who also shared a similar love for something that allows that individual to move the person forward fulfilling their dreams and wishes.
"How about Thursday evening, next week, around eight thirty?"
Thursdays was his slowest days, Fridays were too. He waited for a confirmation before he hung up the phone.
