She had a sneaking suspicion that the man would be a talking with his mouth full kind of guy. This she was okay with; not dignified and definitely not going to fit in at a formal party, but ravenous was a good quality. She was patient, sipping water and taking occasional bites of some sort of green wrap before wiping her mouth with a napkin and sitting up in her seat.<br/>"It only makes sense for us to get to know each other, considering our parents decided we need to spend the rest of our lives together for the advancement of their plots," she rattled this off with a mock dismissive nature. A slip of irritation added a small edge to her voice that she hadn't meant to have. She could tell the man was already a bit intimidated by the situation and she pulled back the fire in her tone.<br/><br/>"Not that we'd make a bad looking couple, but an advantageous marriage isn't very romantic... especially when it isn't to my advantage" she chuckled and took a quick sip before standing up, leisurely walking over to the bar at the kitchenette and picking up her charcoal colored leather bag. She pulled a small vial filled with swirling black fluid from her bag and admired it for a moment.<br/><br/>"Tell me, Motto" her tone was kind enough but professional. An interrogation was about to take place "What have your parents told you about this situation?"