Michael Dythil smile was infectious. Even more so when it broaden. Nora’s own smile grew wider. It couldn’t be help. As she explain her duties to him she couldn’t help but think about how handsome he was. She had always been a sucker for sharply dress men. Those dark blues eyes were another thing she was sucker for even with them being imitating intensity. He seemed so much in his element. Nora found that every compelling.<br/><br/>When he said “Excellent.” It was a great relief. Like a huge weight was lifted off of her shoulders. Partly because she was step closer to getting the job or she hoped it was. Parlty because he given her praise. That thing about Nora she was people pleaser, had been ever since she was little. Her eyes darted down once more as he leaned towards her. They quickly went back up to his handsome face. In a graceful fluid motion she entwined her fingers together on the table. She didn’t really think his questions were odd. Having  dealt with elite clientele had taught her that they enjoy their privacy.<br/><br/>“I can be very discrete Mr. Dythil.It was required quite often at Crowell Bank by our clientele.” There were quite few accounts that were hidden from spouses and the law. “I try to keep an open mind and I don’t believe that is my place to judge others.” She said simply. It was something she was taught in her Christian home. Thought she wasn’t religious now, however some of the principals remained with her.