<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: baseballscript;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Mira</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;">Mira sighed quietly to herself pacing her mind as it jumped from think to thing. His comment had hurt a little but she refused to show it, she was a professional period. She watched as the small girl braided Logans red hair it seemed his heart was stolen long ago by the girl, she was curious at the mystery of the young girl be decided that if he anted her to know he would have told her, plus he was already defensive with her best not to push it with him. His last words were firm and so she nodded "As you wish" she said simple "All I need is your address and I will have my things delivered there" she said her mind switching back to the task at hand.</div>