Mica had cut her dinner short when the group start moving. Hastily, she put down her knife and fork and dabbed her lips with the napkin. "Keep the wine chilled for us, please. Mr Moroni and I will be back." She smiled brightly at the fortunate waiter, paused and folded a small tip in his palm. "Oh, and if Mr Johnson arrives, please tell him I've been delayed."<br/><br/>She followed the group to the white room, walking in just as the conversation became interesting. "Tunnels, goblins?" Her eyes glittered with curiosity. "How exciting!" The sparkle in her eyes reached diamond quality when Antonio mentioned a possible profit and she leaned forward a little, hanging on every word. "OH, that is very reasonable", she breathed, counting out the dollar bills. "I can't wait to see what is down there." Her dazzling smile found the owner. "Ah, my dear Sir, good bartering takes time and I fear my friend here isn't the patient type." She looked at Iris and grinned impishly, returning her gaze to Antonio. "Perhaps we could settle for another time to meet again and discuss further possibilities?"<br/><br/>Laughter added to the smiles at Antonio's comment and Mica raised her hands as if to ward off the thought that she'd go down there first. "I have no objections at all, amico. I know where my talents are and I'd happily leave taking the lead to you or Iris." Almost without pause, she turned to Junior and offered him the benefit of her smile. "It's good to see you in one piece still. And in trouble as always, eh?" Her gaze flickered to Taylor. "Who is your friend, Junior? Would you care to introduce us? I don't believe I've had the pleasure?"