Well, then. He was a little forward, but by the sound of his money pouch the man could more than afford some time with him. Lilu had to lay down his rules, first.
"I am called Lilu." This time his bow held more respect. Alder was no longer some ruffian on the street. Now he was a potential client. "You must know, sir, that I do not do outcalls. You will have to come to my House." Stopped in front of the lodge's office, he motioned gently towards its doors. "First you should check in here, bathe, eat, and relax. I do not work today, but you could come call on me tomorrow."
Lilu reached into his pouch and pulled out a small, rolled flyer carefully tied with a delicate red ribbon. Through its thin, translucent paper, the winding and intricate lines of delicate Thanati script could be seen drawn on the inside. It was an advertisement for his House. Whenever he went out he always carried a couple with him to leave around town or hand to interested strangers. He held it out for Alder to take.
"If you show this paper to a servant at this lodge, they can tell you the way to the House. Come in the morning, give them this and ask for me, sir. I will tell them to expect you." He bowed once more before turning to leave.
"I will see you then, Mr. Alder?"