<div align="center">(http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm18/undisclosedtoyou/IrinaShaykhportraitresized.jpg)<br/></div><div align="center">Sophie Callaway <br/></div><br/>Placing the papers and her plate down on the counter, she looks him over one last time, and than hops down.  She had been aware of her sisters enthusiasm over this stephan's excavation, and had been worried that if they came to the conclusion to say no to the dig, than she would be disappointed.  But her worry soon took on a new meaning when terror contorted her sisters features.  Bolstering her strength, she takes a step in between her sisters distress and this stranger.  It wouldn't do for this man to ask any questions that they could not, or would not answer.  And she was more than happy to see him gone so she could comfort her sister.<br/><br/>It took her a moment to realize that her reaction to this stranger had been a bit gruff, and dismissing.  It was the idea of a crew of workers coming in and touching what was hers and her sisters new home that triggered it.  But for the first time she contemplated the thought that maybe she shouldn't blame this man, he was after all just doing his job.<br/><br/>Her features soften a bit, and she lets her hands motion towards the hall way leading to the front door.<br/>"Yes, well we're sorry that you couldn't stay longer, we will of course see you at the attorney's at five.  Until than I'll show you the way out."<br/><br/>Glancing back at her younger sister, she lays her hand on his arm and steers him towards the front door.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>