<div class="floatleft">(https://imgur.com/2tKaChS.png)</div><br/>Scribbling some notes down onto her pad, Jezebeth kept looking up and down from the scratching of her pen with a smirking grin. Everything about today's events were bound to make for a great piece. There was the obvious political ramifications of a new group of Demis entering orientation in the human world. But what was perhaps even bigger were the Humans and Demis at the top of the ladder on this shindig. Wherever Yuri Kalfoxx went, a story wasn't far behind, even if it was just how her statements today relate to her earlier words and deeds from before.<br/><br/>Best to hurry, though. Press always had a few seats reserved, but with the various types of demis arriving, there was only so long before her seat might get moved or claimed to accommodate. Jezebeth just needed a quick word with the person in charge of orientation. Or, at least was on the front lines. Get a few quotes about the turnout that Jezebeth herself couldn't see with the naked eye. The Lizardwoman seemed to be the one to talk to. Hopefully she could spare a second for a soundbite.<br/><br/>"Excuse me, Miss!" Jezebeth called out, approaching the desk. "I--" She stopped, a curious look flashing across her face. "...haven't I seen you on a billboard, or a bus stop ad? You're the head of that Human-based Demi lawfirm, right? They've got you working orientation?"