<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Redhead. Not black. Redhead.<br/><br/><em>Fiona</em>, a voice hissed in her head as her hazel eyes slowly darkened to flashes of anger, hurt and embarrassment. She dropped her hand and stepped away from Masato as if he was suddenly distasteful. She spared him a brief glace as she said acidly, "Do I look like her keeper? Her nose is probably buried in a book...the only useful thing she does..." She opened her mouth to add another insult when the sight of Master Ryan registered and she snapped her mouth shut.<br/><br/>Zara could do a lot of things but disrespecting the clients? Major No no.<br/><br/>Her hazel eyes flashed towards the Master of the house before she bowed her head respectfully, "This..." she hesitated before she continued, the sarcasm in her tone evident, "<em>client</em> wishes for another." Without waiting for Ryan to chastise her or reprimand her for her rudeness, she turned on her heels and began to make her way towards the stairs, intent to go to her room.<br/><br/>At the last minute her eyes found Atticus...and lingered.<br/><br/>But then she looked away, flashing Gareth a flirtatious smile as she murmured in a soft, seductive tone, "Master Gareth...a pleasure to see you, always..." Sparing a small glance at Anel -- staring daggers, really -- Zara felt her blood boiling. She needed to make it to her room...Now.</span>