Abby glanced down at his hand, before taking it and shaking. She let go and nodded. She had the feeling something hadn't gone to plan, even as she shook his hand. Everything appeared to go as she wanted. It was few and far between when things didn't. She nodded at Mark. "I had better get my bags packed then." With that she left, opening the door and disappearing down the hall. Sharp determined footsteps echoing away as she did.<br/><br/>Abby had stepped out of her car and walked into her home. It was a modest 2/1 cottage in a back woods area. She wasnt  one to be around people in her downtime. Aside from being outgoing and even friendly, she kept to herself when she wasn't orchestrating deals. She set her folder down on the table as she passed and undressed. She set the clothes on her bed, and went into her bath to shower and wash what little make up from her face. She didn't ever put much more on than eyeliner, mascara and lipstick or gloss. She found if she tried the whole foundation Gambit, she looked like she'd put clown make up on her face. So she always opted for a more natural demure look.<br/><br/>It took her an hour to shower, shaving, using the differing washes for hair and face and body. When finished she rinsed off a final time and turned the faucet off before stepping out and wrapping herself in a fluffy white towel. She wrapped another towel in her hair and opened the door to her room. She pulled out two suitcases and began carefully folding the best of her clothes. Choosing to put her interview clothes in with the mix, she'd get them dry cleaned when she had a chance. She packed what toiletries she needed and stared at her .40 Glock. She had procured a business lisence to carry the firearm. She put the weapon in it's case, setting the licensure in with the weapon before closing the case and setting it in her luggage. She would get searched and the weapon would have to be declared. But for the most part she wouldn't have problems with the airport or customs over the weapon. She stared at the bag and added her small makeup bag, and a few choice bits of her jewelry. Again she looked at the bag. Something was missing. Ah! She pulled out her toy bag and pulled out a purple vibrator wrapped in a chiffon  travel safe bag. She set the toy next to her other items and closed the bag up.<br/><br/>She finished drying her hair, as the rest of her had dried off at this point, and got dressed in a comfortable pair of jeans and a simple grey t-shirt. She wore a pair of heels as well. She could go dressy casual, something comfortable enough she could sleep in. She didn't see an issue with it. Though her anxiety got the better of her and she applied a tinted lipgloss and settled her hair as she liked it.<br/><br/>Sighing she glanced at her watch. It wasn't quite time yet. She ensured the bags were sealed and applied a luggage tag before moving them next to the door. Then she went to her nearly empty fridge and pulled out some leftovers. She reheated the cheap Chinese noodles and sat down to eat.