[Rem]

Rembrandt laughed softly, nodding. "Well yes I suppose it would be fun to slide around, the floors here are certainly slick enough," he brushed the floor with his boot. "Shined and waxed to a high gleam, clear enough to see yourself in; the lovely Queen spares no expense for appearances, eh?" He smirked and inclined his head slightly to both ladies, though the one behind the pink-haired woman held back. He frowned inwardly, had he come on too strong? The woman just intrigued him, there was something about her that was...different. To be as excellent a thief as himself (his own pride boasted his exellence of course) one had to be quite observant. Besides, perhaps they both were high ladies of the court; and thus would be even more interesting to him.

"I am Rembrandt, milady, just a humble lord from lands far away. I heard our delightful Queen was hosting a magnificent event and I just had to attend." He smiled a slightly lopsided girn. "May I be so bold as to ask your name? And that of your shy friend...?"