Victoria Zondalis passed a gentle smile to Tyler and his companion, heading over towards the two.  Her dress swished gently as she walked, her poise showing the practiced perfection of years of grace and charm schooling.  "Good evening," she said sweetly as she took a seat upon one of the couches and crossed her ankles.<br/><br/>"Is everything alright?"  Her voice held just a touch of concern to show sympathy.  "The butler briefly mentioned something about Scotland Yard in attendance."