Pyotr rarely smiled when he was in this room. It was a serious place, not one of revellry. Well, maybe once...or twice. But this was not one of those times. No, he was smiling for another reason as she patted the shoulder of the creature laying on the carving table. <You, my friend, will help me teach a very important lesson today.> Upstairs, he had set his young apprentice to his daily closing up tasks. Wash down the counters, wash all the knives and place them in the steam bath to be further cleaned, and mop the floor. Pyotr was a stickler for cleanliness as much as he was for freshness. Butchery was a messy enough business, it didn't need to be gratuitous. Plus, there was the cleanliness and godliness idea as well. Pyotr had never been more proud of an apprentice. Ivan was young and fairly slight still, but he had a keen eye and a dedicated hand. Maybe this work would fill him out a bit more as he grew. The youth was already much stronger than he had been when he started. He was beginning to mature in other areas as well, and Pyotr had made a promise to the boy, and his father, that when he was ready, Pyotr himself would show him to carve larger cuts of meat. That day had come. Vanni ran towards the shop. Finally Friday, finally free from a tormenting week of schooling. Ever since he'd seen his tutor making out quite shamelessly with his schoolmate's adopted father the previous Saturday evening, it had been a seriously trying week for the teenager. Now that Ivan was finishing up work for the week, the pair could go and blow off some steam together.