Zofia flicked open her lighter and held it to her mouth, lighting her cigar with quick, fluid movements. She slipped the ornate silver lighter back into her coat pocket and puffed on the cigar. After a moment, she removed it and let out a contented sigh, releasing a thin stream of smoke as she pursed her lips and exhaled. Zofia put the cigar back in her mouth, holding it between her teeth as she walked inside and headed directly for the bar.<br/><br/>She saw the man at the bar, and smiled. The Russian girl was undoubtedly a beauty. With soft, shoulder length brown hair and emerald green eyes perfectly complementing her pale, heart shaped face and a slim 5'6 build with surprisingly large, 32d breasts. She grinned to the man as she arrived, holding the cigar in her teeth. "Hello there handsome." She said in a thick, alluring Russian accent.