Flushing slightly, Belle smiled backm. She might be young, but she knew beauty then she saw it... And oh, was Vadim handsome. "My name is Belle DeLurin." She said, stepping aside to let Vadim enter just as her mother came down the hallway to see who was there.

Momentarily, Giselle was puzzled by thhe good looking young man chatting with her child, until she recognized the jacket hung loose over his shoulders, and that grin he'd flashed at the end. Her eyes widened slightly, but she hid her nervousness. "Ah, hello... Vadim, was it? Sorry. We... Weren't properly introduced upon iur last... meeting." She replied, stumbling over her words slightly, wishing that Maurice wiuld return soon. "Would you like something to eat? I'm suee you've had a long journey."