Miss Ellen Monroe<br/><br/>(http://i642.photobucket.com/albums/uu149/Lost_Kitty_Kat/elli1.jpg)<br/><br/>(http://i642.photobucket.com/albums/uu149/Lost_Kitty_Kat/elli4.jpg)<br/><br/>At 26, Ellen Monroe has already made a name for herself among a very rich, very decadent and very exclusive set of individuals as a rising star - she's just the right mix of pampered and perverse, innovative and coolly conservative. Her arrival here is a natural progression of her position - she's either in a fine spot to introduce a new resource to her associates, or in an equally fine place to dismiss it just ahead of the growing buzz. As a particularly avid and jaded collector of exotic pets (both animal and human), Miss Monroe found herself deeply intrigued when she heard tell of a store rumored to display wares beyond either - completely unbelievable, but well worth exploring.<br/><br/>She slinks through the main building without a glance to either side, heading straight for the elevators. She's dressed to impress (as above, with a black Lycra shirt covering her breasts, for a slightly more modest presentation). She rides the elevator down and steps out, looking briefly around. She has no appointment, but rings the bell, fully expecting the help to come shortly - she has little experience with places lacking abundant servants. She rings again, impatiently ... if no one arrives shortly, she is likely to continue on her own. They can catch up.