Sophronia watched the strange fellow through half-lidded eyes as he walked down the open aisle. She smiled as he bowed. "You are." She answered his question. Sophronia stood and waved the others outside. Once they were gone, she motioned him forward and walked around to the front of her desk and leaned against it.<br/><br/>She was dressed in a very expensive looking business suit with a low-cut blouse, pencil skirt, black stockings and heels. When he drew near, Sophronia tossed her golden hair and crossed her arms defiantly. Her smile practically dared him to make a comment or judgement on the circumstances she had created for herself.<br/><br/>"And what is it that this 'first and last man' wishes to tell me?"<br/>