Meli looks the man over as he settles opposite her, with a practiced eye. Though the things she was used to looking for were decidedly different from the things most 'runners would be paying attention to.<br/><br/>Her eyes met his; if the artificial nature of his eyes was mildly unsettling, the appearance of hers was almost chilling. Amber iris' with flecks of gold and crimson seemed to take up the entire surface, and she had blacks of eyes rather than whites.. and her pupils were oval, elongated, reminiscent of a cat's or a dragon's. They were clearly natural.<br/><br/>It was only a brief glance, as she looked back down at her soda, a faint, practiced smile on her lips.<span style="color: orange">"I certainly hope for business."</span>Her voice was soft, melodic, and pitched to draw the listener in.<br/><br/><span style="color: orange">"Where are you from? I haven't heard your accent before."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>