<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/>The moment her phone call was done, Rosaria took the time to lean back a bit against the armrest of the moving platform, letting one leg spin just a little to get more comfortable at the cost of garnering more than a few eyebrows.  She took the time to glance around, catching a few eyes to throw a wink or blow a kiss, until she spotted Isabella.<br/><br/>It took only a few moments of pulling up her cell phone, making sure that she had the right girl by the picture.  Rosaria thought that she recognized the athletic looking woman, though it had been a while and she'd met so many people that it was always easy to make a mistake or forget a particular individual.  The other two people with Isabella didn't look familiar, but they could be just about anyone, and besides, Scions all too easily developed an entourage.<br/><br/>She hopped from the moving platform, swinging her legs rapidly up and over the armrest in a move which only proved that she didn't bother wearing panties.  The clean-shaven Rosaria strutted her way over towards Isabella with a bright and cheerful, though somewhat suggestive grin.  "Isabella?" she asked in a gentle and somewhat sultry tone.