"<em><strong>Good I expect nothing less than perfection</strong></em>" said Eckhart bluntly, returning to his Nazi role model persona. He went back to his position of looking out the massive windows out at the city of lights...<em>His city </em>he thought in his mind. Eckhart was always straight to the point when it came to pleasantries and visits, there was always an angle to his politeness and calm demeanor. Always plotting about how to get away with this or that, it was the way he came to power so fast and so hard. In the most likely plot line of this situation, Eckhart was trying to get inside the mind of Marie, probing her reactions and responses to his various questions. Seeing what she would do and how she would react.<br/><br/>However it was a two way street, just as Eckhart could examine her, she could do the same to him. Eckhart was having a hard time nailing down what this woman was trying to accomplish.<em>Is she just a seamstress or another spy sent by the resistance to try and get close to me?</em>Eckhart continued to think, ignoring Marie for the moment.<em>Perhaps further interrogation is necessary...</em>Thought Eckhart before remembering Marie still waiting on his whim.<br/><br/>"<strong><em>Oh you may leave at your convience if there is nothing more...</em></strong>" said Eckhart.