<strong>Name:</strong>Rosaria Florez (http://img593.imageshack.us/img593/2122/001nw.jpg)<br/><strong>Scion of:</strong>Tlazoltéotl<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Lafyette Regional Airport (http://www.lftairport.com/Home)<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Isabella, anyone else at the airport<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>A low-cut red dress (http://s9.thisnext.com/media/largest_dimension/49060CC3.jpg) and heels<br/><strong>Time of day:</strong>Early morning<br/><br/>"A pleasure to see you again," she told him, dipping her legs slightly and giving a curtsy with her hand free.  "Isabella," Rosaria said, gesturing in turn, "this is Li Huang San.  Li Huang San, this is Isabella.  Full introductions with lineage, I'm afraid, are best saved until we have someplace private to talk, but we all have a 'friend' in common."  Her smile just seemed to keep on growing, the faintest grin in the joy of once more meeting up with a good acquaintance.<br/><br/>"Now, I have a stretch limo coming.  Both of you are welcome to join me, as well as catch up on affairs and the like, but Isabella, I do feel it best that your entourage isn't privy to our discussions.  If, on the other hand, you have private business that either of you wishes to attend to, I'll be glad simply to let you exchange phone numbers for the time being."  For the most part, her actions were sophisticated, high society and polished, but there was a certain animal seduction to her methods which defied description, almost as if she simply couldn't help herself.<br/><br/>