Eric, much like Analise, was also preparing for the dinner tonight. A smirk formed on his face at the thought of the dinner. It was always the most interesting, especially when he was able to contribute to the game. Broad fingers ran over the suit he laid out, then the ever present holster for his gun. At one of these dinners, he was never found with out one. He took light steps around his room, looking up at the cloudy sky. It was a fine day for this. Another smirk played at his lips as he turned back to his bed. At the moment, the only clothes he was wearing were his boxers, but that had a easy fix.
He first began with the shirt, slipping the soft fabric over his skin, adjusting it around his broad shoulders. He buttoned it up with precise movements, adjusting it. Next came the pants, sliding them on quickly and buttoning them as well. Then he grabbed his holster and slid that onto his body, tightening and loosening when needed. The marvelous thing was that his coat would hide his gun from view. He the grabbed his gun and double checked that it was louded, sliding it into place. He grabbed his black tie, wrapping it around his thick neck. In no time, it was tied and his shirt collar was pulled down over it. He pulled his black coat from his bed, sliding that on and buttoning it. It was then that Abalise's voice came over the intercom and he nodded slightly, pulling on his socks then shoes, tying his shoes tightly.
He then left his room, making his way to the front door. His footsteps seemed to echo through the hallway as he walked, no expression on his face now. One he reached the front door he stood to the side, grasping his right wrist with his left hand. He watched the door, waiting quietly for the first guest to arrive. He felt that this was going to be a fun dinner party.