Nik hoped so too, as it seemed that Cassandra was quite interested in the items. He wasn't fool enough to pretend that he was above buying affection. And for some reason, he was trying.

"Actually..." he trailed off, tearing his eyes away from another table to flash a smile at Cassandra, "I see something I want."

He offered his arm yet again. Table 15 was his next stop, and he'd be damned if he didn't install those windows in his house by the coming weekend.