—before giving him a mischievous little smile. “Surprise me. You’re supposed to be one hell of a butler, aren’t you? Surely keeping a lady entertained can’t be that difficult.”
Grell’s expression brightened immediately, as though Sebastian had just handed her exactly what she wanted. “Oh, Bassy, you really shouldn’t make offers like that unless you intend to keep them.”
She clasped her hands beneath her chin, practically glowing with delight—
“Entertain you?” A displeased huff escaped the butler. Of course he could refuse, but he could only imagine how much worse it would be if Grell were to make a scene..
“I suppose I can offer my services to you. Is there anything in particular you wish to be entertained with?”
—spilling over her shoulder as she leaned just enough into his line of sight to be irritating.
“Your entertainment? My, my.. such demanding words from such a tiny little lord.” Her smile sharpened playfully. “Fine. But don’t complain when I cure your boredom a little too well.”
Grell’s grin widened the moment his gaze darted away, one gloved hand lifting dramatically to her chest. “Oh, darling, you are a terrible liar. Staring is perfectly acceptable when there’s something fabulous to look at!”
She swept closer with an exaggerated flourish, red hair—
head turned away as soon as he was caught, there was really no point. though he knew that the boredom he once had would be fixed, whether he had liked it or not.
“I—– I wasn’t staring..”
stuttering, it was an obvious lie.
Grell caught the staring almost immediately, crimson eyes narrowing with theatrical delight. “Oh, honestly, little lord.. if you’re going to stare, at least try to be discreet.”
She flicked her red hair over one shoulder with an exaggerated sigh. “Though I suppose I can’t—
—rivalry!”
Noticing his lingering stare, she struck a dramatic pose, letting her coat flare behind her. “Well? Don’t be shy! Admire away. Perfection like this deserves an audience.”
Grell’s eyes snapped toward the ring, and she gave an exaggerated gasp, one gloved hand flying dramatically to her chest. “Ohhh, darling! Now that is positively scandalous.. wearing something so beautifully red while standing beside me? You’re practically begging for a fashion —
"It matches my ring quite nicely."
He commented while holding a hand out, solely for himself to admire the red shine of the gem at the center of his golden ring against the reds of her outfit.
Afterwards, his gaze raked her up and down, perhaps to either scrutinize ++