"Ms. Carter-Howard, then.  A pleasure to meet you."  Rebecca's smile remained cool and professional, watching the girl carefully and weighing various possibilities.  "Unfortunately, I don't know much of anything on the matter just yet, although I'm sure the prince is quite proud if the childe is being introduced in such a grandiose way."<br/><br/>The question of business and pleasure made her consider for a moment.  "In my experience," she explained, "people too often make a great deal of discomfort out of their lives in attempting to separate their lives into discrete categories."  She stepped in closer, attempting to meet and hold the Malkavian's gaze.  "I think you might enjoy these sorts of events if you had the chance to dress up, showing off your beauty to the Kindred culture in perfectly tailored formalwear.  How long has it been since you truly had the chance to express your beauty through your clothing," her hand slipped forward to brush some of the strands from Milly's eyes, "to be dressed in something that looks as good as you?  Would that be business or pleasure?  How would one even decide?"