As she was seated she turned to look at him, listening to him as he spoke, tucking a stray curl behind her ear. She was attentive during the tour and sat, as was polite. She nodded as he finished speaking.<br/><br/>" I would like to know more of what exactly you would expect me to do, some prefer a mobile secretary, while others, I've found, prefer more of a partner. I can do both, I'm exceptionally talented with office administration, and don't mind running errands as needed. I want there to be clear guidelines, however, so I know not to step over them. Of course, something like this will take time as we get to know how the other works and thinks. If you prefer to give me a list of items that absolutely need to be done throughout a trip, I can see to it that they are finished, along with whatever little errands need to be executed. I'm no stranger to putting out fires. I do understand last minute items will possibly come up as well." She adjusted in her seat.<br/><br/>"Ah, I don't need a shower at the moment, and I've already eaten, but thank you," she declined politely. She crossed her legs at the calves again, an odd gesture in jeans, but something she'd trained herself to do in pleasant company. She didn't ever fly with her laptop, she preferred to rely on her smartphone, an international cell that held two SIM cards, one personal and the other to keep track of her business prospects and communications. She pulled it out of her pocket and flipped through the contacts, "I assume the number from your secretary is the office number, do you have a more direct way of reaching you?" She asked, preparing a text with her first and last name, waiting for digits. "Also, where and what will we be doing, exactly, in Sicily?" she added, tilted her head to the side.