Erinn watched the man walk into the room. She remembered him from the few times he had seen her before. He had a good record of paying her back, so there were no worries there.<br/><br/>Erinn smiled as she stood and walked towards him. "Back again? What kind of project are you working on this time?" She really didn't care about his robots, but she had to seem like she at least had a small interest for business sakes. To be complete honest, Erinn didn't care about most of the people that came to her for money. It was none of her business why some dirty, rag-clothed, street person needed three hundred dollars; she just gave the money if she felt like it and collected payments from those she gave to. She rang a small bell that was on a table causing the same woman from before to come into the room with two glasses. Erinn took one and offered the second to the man. "You're lucky I'm in a good mood. Especially after dealing with some of the low-life beggars of this city." She sipped the dark liquid in her glass, watching the man. Her eyes flitted from his face, down his body and back to his face; he was one of the better looking guys who came to see her.<br/><br/>The maid who had brought the drinks stood to the side with the tray. Her eyes were on this man who had come to see her Master. What kept her gaze was the gun he held, slowly she reached for it but pulled her hand back when she caught Erinn's gaze. She looked down and waited for Erinn to look away.