Chez lounges are one of the pieces of furniture Paloma enjoys the most about England. They're much, much rarer in the Americas. She rocks forward onto her toes to get a good, appreciative look at it, incidentally tugging his elbow.

"Pretty." Beauty's beauty. With that she twists and reclaims her arm, stopping at a length just before her fingers fall from Jekyll. Picking backward step by step, staring up-- maybe he remembers the hunger in her eyes when she led him to the tavern bed. This isn't dissimilar.