<strong>"Wonderful! I know it's the owner's duty to attend most nights, but one can never be too sure, you know? Suddenly you're called out of town, or have a pressing prior engagement."</strong>Hela replies and smiles brightly. That was part of her task completed. And in truth, Hela knew that Kamryn would in all probability have been at the club, but she was never one to rely on probability. When she was set a task, she made certain that everything would succeed. And her task had been to ensure that Kamryn would attend the club tonight.<strong>"As for what Miss Nix wants with your club, I couldn't say. I'm sadly not privy to her private thoughts."</strong><br/><br/>Hela's bright green eyes examine the woman carefully, the gaze of a trained killer and an apex predator sizing up a prey creature, though she keeps her smile carefully fixed on her face. Her informants were having trouble finding much information on the woman, but Hela had her suspicions. She knew that Phoenix was not her real name. What it really was, she didn't know, but any woman whom had reinvented herself with name of a mythological creature that was reborn from it's own ashes clearly had deep, dark, secrets.<br/><br/>One eyebrow rises ever so faintly, in mild amusement, as she smells the change in the human's body chemistry. Adrenaline was spiking, yet her heart wasn't beating fast enough for it to be a fear response. Anger? Quite likely. Excitement? Also probable. This was a human whom knew the Truth. That humans were prey. Yet Hela couldn't help but be amused. She was still in for quite the education.<br/><br/><strong>"I will look forward to meeting you again then, miss Phoenix, as will my employer. And we'll both look quite forward to seeing your club. We have heard so many wonderful things about it."</strong>