The black clad employee nods to the waiting woman and picks up the phone. Pressing a few buttons he cradles the receiver between his ear and neck and shuffles some papers while he waits to connect. After a few moments he murmurs softly into the phone, then gently replaces it on the base. Looking up he smiles and asks the woman if she wouldn't mind waiting just a moment.
Minutes later, Miranda walks around the corner towards the desk. She is tiny woman, barely 5' and you'd guess she weighed less than a 100 lbs. Even so, she doesn't look like a child. Tonight she is dressed casually in a long-sleeved green dress. Brown decorative stitching accents the neckline, elbows, wrists and hem. ((pic)) She speaks in low tones for a moment to the man at the desk who motions towards the visitor, looking in the direction he indicates, she sees a stunning Kindred woman. Miranda moves forward towards her guest, both hands extended before her, palms up to grasp the other woman's hand and she leans up to give and receive a kiss on each cheek.
"Good evening, mademoiselle. Welcome to my Galerie, I am pleased at your company." Finished with her greeting, she crooks her arm at her waist and offers it to the other, "Won't you come with me to my office where we might speak?".
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