Alexander strolled his way to the rendez-vous point, carrying no luggage or bags at all.  The only things he carried were what he was wearing: tan coloured long shorts, a white t-shirt, comfortable sneakers and a couple of accessories.  Alexander liked to travel light, since sometimes he needed to leave in a hurry, and the Veil of Hermes met any requirements he needed in terms of dress.  The lack of luggage had earned him a lot of odd looks, and a few questions from the receptionist, but any clothes he needed could be bought on a need-to basis.  Even after the partying in Las Vegas, he still had plenty of cash after his little sting operation.<br/><br/>The flight over to Iran had been nice and relaxing, with a happy lack of adventure during the trip.  It had been a long time since he had been on a first-class flight and Alexander happily enjoyed the amenities, as well as flirting with the cute flight attendants.  Nothing came out of it since Alexander wasn't interested in mortal relations, and the flight attendants had picked up on that, so it had been more for fun and joint amusement.  All in all, a happy beginning to what would be another dive into peril, surviving on his wits and quick tongue, with his life hanging on a knife's edge.  Alexander grinned: it was going to be fun.<br/><br/>Seeing a familiar face made him grin all the wider.<br/>"Yuriko!" Alexander shouted, cheerfully waving to get her attention. "Yuriko!  I should have known I'd see you here."