Celise watches as a suspicious looking man enters the Pokecenter, carrying a briefcase. She watches intently at first, not wanting to tip her hand before she got to know exactly what she would be doing in this piss-hole of a city. Her boss' instructions were vague, at best, and a description of the client was non-existent. The most she had to work with was the he was told who his contact was, and what they looked like. She hoped the anonymity wouldn't drive the two away in confusion before business was to be concluded. She decided to take a chance with the man, and locked eyes with him, giving him a slight cock of her head, telling her to come to her.