[Is there a hole in his plan? He can't see it. All John has done is boost his ego. Dorian sits back, crossing a leg over the other like he's fully prepared to just sit here all night. Try him.]

It sounds like that very courteous man- who must be delicious handsome as he is good- and I's intentions line up just fine. Thank him for me, will you? Tell him how wonderful he is?

I've nothing else to do but witness the foreseeable. Perhaps if you're kind enough to me as he is, I might just try and help you where I can.