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The vampire had hardly given Crystal more than a moment to knock before he was at the door, throwing it open with reckless abandon and standing in the way looking as if he were about to jump out of his own skin. Wide smile was given to Crystal, but he decided to play sweet and reached over to pluck Kaoru from her feet and swing her around onto his back. "I have picked out several wonderful ingredients for us to prepare tonight! I hope you are still up for cooking with me my dear?" Wink was flashed to the taller woman as he carried Kaoru off into the deeper reaches of his home and into the kitchen.

Once the too excitable Qadir had stepped out of the way, Orpheus was revealed to be standing quite near-by, and he would bow most regally before offering his arm to the flower-lady. "You and your daughter look quite lovely tonight Miss Crystal," he said politely, though his expression remained as impassive as usual. The boy would lead Crystal at a considerably tamer pace back into the kitchen, where the two of them would find Qadir gabbling away as excited as a child about cooking. Several small pages had been taken from the larger book for the two of them to ponder over. Too many ingredients had been scattered around the kitchen, and it was obviously up to Kaoru to choose which of the ingredients she wished to prepare. "I beg the both of you to forgive Qadir's actions. He's done nothing but talk of the two of you since our last meeting. Orpheus said with a roll of his eyes, ignoring the pout Qadir shot him.

Small smile tickled his lips at Kaoru's words and he turned his head slightly to look at the girl as they half skipped, half ran to the kitchen. Oh, he knew he'd be in trouble for not assaulting Crystal will all his love on the spot, but there were ingredients going bad in the kitchen! He also wished for Kaoru to like him, for a bad relationship with the girl could certainly sour his relationship with the other woman in his heart. "I hope she will forgive me when she sees what delightful things Orpheus and I have in store for the two of you tonight," he said with a laugh, giving her one last twirl before sitting her down on the counter so she could best see everything he'd laid out for the two of them.

"But of course," Orpheus replied to Crystal's compliment on his looks, "A special night or a normal night, people should always look their best." A nod was given to the woman in agreement once more, for is there was any way he could tire of the two delightful women's company it would be because of Qadir, and not by their on means. Orpheus winced slightly at Kaoru's squeal, but he politely turned his head so she would not see the look.

Qadir was nothing but equally ecstatic as the two of them poured over the ingredients and the few recipes he'd brought over. "By all means my dear, the dishes do not always have to be spicy for Orpheus' and I's taste. We are fans of a wide range of food," the male said sweetly, only to be interrupted by the harshness of his son. "Yes, but usually this applies only when eating in the place of specialty, and not by the hands of others." It wasn't personal, simply the truth sprouted in a way that wasn't considerate. But so was the way of the younger vampire.

Orpheus' gaze grew wide at the girl's reactions to his words, lips parting slightly as he stood stunned for a moment. A look from Qadir caused him to clear his voice and shake his head, rolling his shoulders in a shrug and looking off in the distance over her shoulder. "I am sure I would enjoy whatever you prepared for me Miss Kaoru," he replied quietly, though thankful for Crystal's interruption. Head was given a vigorous nod and he'd offer her his arm once more to lead her off in a different direction than the kitchen. "Of course. Tonight I am in charge of giving you the previously mentioned gift Qadir has prepared for you and your daughter's lockets. I wished him to allow me to give you the gift and he agreed."

The vampire waved his hand as the two left the room. "Don't fret about him. He'll eat anything put in front of him. Growing boys and all that you know," Qadir said with a laugh, obviously having been reading far too many new parenting books. A recipe was plucked from the pile and offered to her. "How does this one sound darling?" It was a Russian dish, exotic and strange, heavy on the carbs and meat, but there were salads and veggies that could easily lighten the heavy meal. A cook could always alter recipes!

Qadir smiled and nodded, reaching out to ruffle Kaoru's curls at her questions. "Well, not only in the sand dear. I've traveled everywhere by now I believe," he said in a sort of distant tone before laughing and giving a wink, "Ok, well, maybe not everywhere, but certainly all the major spots." Couldn't blame him for not visiting every tiny little village in the world! He was talking in a more broad spectrum of course when he said 'everywhere'. The vampire wasn't concerned with how much Kaoru knew or didn't know. Honestly, if she wanted stories he would have given her stories.

"I'm glad you like them," the boy said absently, leading her over to a small chestnut box, carved and decorated with gold and silver. Lifting it, he would motion over to the woman for her to lean in and look at it. Inside was fine gold dust, a slight glow edging the red velvet that coated the inside of the box and hugged the glittering material inside it. "Know what it is?" he asked, though there was a tone of smugness that rolled off his tongue. Of course she wouldn't know what it was, and it would be him that she asked and it would be him that got to tell her all about the magnificent gold dust.

Orpheus' lips curled into a crooked expression, almost a smile as he picked up a bit of the dust and rubbed it between his fingers. "Usually, when sand gets super heated it makes glass, right?" the boy asked, turning to look at the woman expectantly. It was an easy enough thing to know about after all. "Well, dragon's fire combined with sand makes, well, this." The boy held out his hand for the woman's locket expectantly, though he didn't explicitly ask for it. Little prat.

Pulling a pot from the rack above the stove he'd laugh at her eagerness and slight impatience with him. "I'm going, I'm going!" he replied with a smile, placing the pots on the stove and heating them with oils and butters depending on what they were planning on tossing in. "How about you prepare the salad for us?" he asked, grabbing a chair and pulling it over to the counter so she wouldn't have to stand on her tip-toes the whole while. All the ingredients were pushed over to her, a bowl, cutting board and knife provided. Thought she probably shouldn't be handling knives, he generally trusted her and made sure to keep an eye on her anyway. Better than leaving her alone with the stove in his opinion. "You be careful though darling, I confess, I'm not very good with blood if you go and cut yourself..."

Qadir lofted his brows curiously at the girl's confession, head tilting to the side as he grabbed a bowl and began tossing together onions and cubes of beef as well as peppers, salt and pepper seasoning. "That's very considerate of your mother, though I must say such a colour would be...strange upon her I feel. Pastels truly suit her best, though you would look simply stunning in a dress of dark red. I could find nothing unappealing about such a look on you my dear." He said with a smile before looking at the salad she was preparing with a bit of a shrug. "Usually I prefer only salt on my salads, but I am happy to enjoy any dressing you might choose for us."

Orpheus didn't honestly know what it was called, and so, unwilling to admit such a thing, simply shrugged his shoulders and gave a wrinkle of his nose. "It's enchanted," was all he would reply with, blinking curiously as she took his wrist and did not promptly present to her the locket which he desired. "This sand is worthless with out a carrier," the boy said pointedly, narrowing his gaze upon her locket. He couldn't show her the tricks enchanted sand could preform without the enchantment being completed. The same for the fairy dust that lay within her hair piece.

Qadir, with reflexes of a cat, caught the fruit and stuck his tongue right back out at the girl before tossing it into the air, tilting his head back and catching it within his mouth. Smirk was given to the girl as he chewed on the fruit before turning back to his own preparations with a shrug. "Perhaps we could have a simple oil and vinegar dressing? I'd not want the dressing to over-power the taste of the beef." Fingers were licked clean of the seasonings that clung to them, the dried and reached into the bag of flour to pinch a bit of it and then sprinkle it atop her head playfully.

"But of course," Orpheus said dismissively, taking the locket and turning slightly to face the box once more. Opening the locket, he'd sprinkle some of the gold dust into the open compartment and mutter something in another language. Perhaps Latin or other, perhaps something forgotten to most everyone but those who live forever. Turning back to her he'd hold out the locket, closed once more. Were she to open it, it would glow slightly, as the dust had, but there was no dust remaining, strangely disappeared. "Say his name. He's already got the enchantment on his pocket watch."