He glowered at the sight of the woman as she entered in her drawers. Of course, that did nothing to make his mood any better, it only made him want to bend her over the nearest sideboard and... Not now, he thought. He approached her and hooked her arm around his, then snapped his finger at the Madame, "Nobody is to enter the parlor." And with that, he escorted Cora out of the foyer, though paused long enough to say, "Not even you." The look of satisfaction died on the older woman's face, "Tell Sonia to bathe herself and make ready for me," he drawled out. Then he closed the door and with one swift move, propelled Cora into the empty parlor... forcefully.

"I thought I was coming here tonight to get rid of a foul mood... when to my surprise, or maybe not, it was explained to me that you tried to give away your services." He said this with a sickeningly sweet voice, obviously meaning ill. "Do you remember what happened to the last, insubordinate girl?" He approached her and took her chin in his hand. "Added to that, it seems you don't want to do your job."