Gardens and Parks of Castle Amber...
They don't seem to particularly like the idea of going to Cheryl to reach him. Social dynamics are tricky, and often cruel, though Mariah looks the wistfullest. They seem to respond well enough to the idea of calling him Lance, though, since he asked it.
BUT THEN.
Zavieta is trying not to smile too wide. This means she is smiling very oddly indeed, gazing at Lance, and not speaking or responding to social cues when she should. This is because her mental landscape is an epic party in full-swing, jubilation, the moon landing control room after touchdown, and she finds herself unable to immediately reply.
Gwyn looks at Zavieta, exchanges a look with Mariah (or tries to, Mariah is still looking at Lance, as well as seeming quietly shyly pleased with herself), and says, "She would love that. Wouldn't you, Zavieta?"
Zavieta: stare, smile.
Gwyn coughs. Mariah elbows Zavieta in the ribs. Zavieta jumps.
"Yes, milord! Oh, yes. I know you'll make an excellent subject. Can you sit tod--when, I mean when you might have leisure to meet my brother and for some preliminary sketches?"