Dusty looked up into the face of the man who opened the door, a smile on her face almost faltering as she smelt the stink of recreational drugs.<em>Ugh, she thought, thats just ick...  though I guess at least its not tobacco.</em><br/><br/>"Hello, my name is Dusty.  I believe you were expecting me?"  She flicked her long dark hair back over her shoulder and smiled, her bright red suitcase sitting just behind her.<br/><br/>