<div style="text-align: right;">Bastiaan Pranger ~ On the third floor...<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3f/Bastiaan03.jpg)</div></div><br/>The elevator doors opened and Bastiaan walked out with a grin on his face.  His suit was finely made, pressed, and showed extensive attention to detail.  The idea of the shot he had planned was beginning to solidify in his mind and become perfection.<em>Now to only make it a reality...</em><br/><br/>He strolled down the hallway; seeing a light in the kitchen.  Turning around the doorway he saw a raven-haired girl eating fruit at a table.  “Pardon me,” his voice filled with his rich accent, “I hope I am not intruding.  Could you tell me where I might find Katherine Jones and Catherine Sanders?  I have a shoot with them later and would like to leave a message for each.”<br/><br/>Bastiaan was grinning with the wonderfully crystallized vision of his shoot in mind and never bothered to introduce himself.  “Who would you be?”  Even in the attire the woman was rather pretty.<em>Maybe she'd make a good model for another project...</em>