Veronica watched patiently as the man walked in reading that book, a fine brow arching at the rather easy manner of the manager which caused her to wonder how successful the motel really was. Yet when he suddenly staggered back at the sight of her she smirked ever so slightly, amused by the initial stuttering he exuded. While she was still uneasy about staying at the place, she warmed up ever so little at the nervousness the man showed. Even though he could still be scum of the earth, she preferred the less sure versions of them, wanton stared of lust and lewd behavior being the first thing to annoy her. Fortunately (or perhaps unfortunately), Veronica had gained a mastery of her powers, at least the fire based ones, so sudden spurts of flame when she was angry didn't happen any longer.<br/><br/>"I need a large room, preferably the cleanest your have," she stated rather simply as she peered at him, her eyes taking in the book he was reading as well as his choice of clothing; the littlest details could tell you a lot about a person. As she waited for a response and most likely a ledger to sign her name in, she straightened slightly, a hand raising to rest on her hip as she removed her gaze from him to glance around the place. While she seemed at easy, her left hand was near where the hilt of her blade was, strapped within her pants with the cool, leather top resting against her bare side, covered by the thick shirt she wore.