Balthazar is many things (and, really, lecherous is one of them), but he's never been pushy or coercive about sex. It's easy enough to get people who want a casual roll around the bed, and far more enjoyable when everyone's happy to be there. He can't help but notice she's a beauty, though.

"You're sure? I'd be a poor host to just leave you all alone...did you come with someone?" He leans against the living room doorway and rubs his face. "I suppose I've had a bit too much fun tonight; I really can't remember everyone that's here."

He can't shake the feeling he should know who she is. It's starting to bother him.