Andi strides confidently into the lobby with quick, long steps.  If she feels intimidated at all by its luxury, she hides it well.  Once she's made her name on the pro circuit, places like this will become her home.  Her clothes are simple, casual, and common - but she knows that it is all about the confidence you project.<br/><br/>She wears a open-knitted pink buttoned sweater over a simple white blouse, comfortably worn and faded blue jeans, and light gray and blue sneakers with ankle socks.  She has a Boston Red Sox cap pulled down over auburn shoulder-length hair.  Observant people will notice an unusually shaped ring on her right hand, and knowledgeable people will immediately recognize it as an MIT class ring.<br/><br/>Andi is about average height for a woman, with a slender build, and appears to be in her mid-twenties.  The jeans are snug on her, but not skin-tight, showing a small firm bottom and subtly curving hips that have neither the traditional hourglass shape nor the boyish angles of a skinny model.  The combination of the sweater-top and blouse acts to disrupt the shape of her upper torso a bit, visually minimizing her fairly small chest.  Her neck is graceful and long, her complexion smooth, her features somewhat angular with a small nose that would be downright cute if she wasn't so serious looking.  It appears she wears no makeup.  Her lips are somewhat narrow, but some of that appearance may be from the slightly introspective or pursed look she maintains.<br/><br/>She has a small white leather purse, from which she produces her invitation and her driver's license to present to the concierge with a businesslike smile and a perfunctory "Good Evening".<br/><br/>"Ah yes, thank you Ms. Bestinghouse" he replies politely.  "The express elevator here will take you to your game."  He hands her the elevator swipe-card.  "I'm afraid two other players just took it up, so it will be a moment.  Can I help you with anything while you wait?"<br/><br/>"No thank you.  The invitation mentions that the game will be a poker variant, but not which one.  I don't suppose you know more?"<br/><br/>He replies politely, but it is clear that the line is scripted and legally quite specific from his delivery. "The game is one I'm not familiar with, and evidently, the details are kept well under wraps at this time.  I can tell you that, while affiliated with the hotel, those coordinating the event are not employees, and the hotel is not legally responsible for the game's results."<br/><br/>That minimal smile crosses her face again.  "Thanks anyway".  She recognizes that even if he knew more he wouldn't be allowed to tell her.  Discretion is, after all, something she would expect from someone in his position.<br/><br/>She steps towards the elevator, glances at the lit numbers above racing skyward, and decides to take a seat in a leather chair a few steps away until it comes back down.