"You slept though my introduction." She says with a smile as she freed her hand and walked over to the cabinet to pour her guest a drink. "I'm a mystic.. actually it would be closer to sorceress, though our.. employer seems to think I am deluded." She does a quick gesture, and the dark haired, pale faced woman of the morning flashed into sight, then vanished.<br/><br/>"She is my.. 'public' face." Selene explained as she offered him a glass and held out the humidor for him to choose a cigar of his choosing. "I fear that Selene Kane is a.. rebellious and unladylike person. My being seen in Washington's circles of power.. would bring notice."<br/><br/>She takes a seat and motions for him to choose one of several overstuffed leather chairs around the desk. "I am a swordswoman, shoot competitively, do all sorts of 'improper' things. Society despairs that there is no man in my life to reign me in." She smiles sardonically. "As if I would let him."