"Oh no, dear. Not kill you." Kiri answered airily as they continued down the road. The city lights were starting to fade behind them. Kiri made a mental note of finding out who the driver was. Heaven knew she needed a driver that can maneuver through traffic at the speed that this driver was going on. "Maim, maybe. You are too valuable to me for me to dispose of you that easily."<br/><br/>She rested her head on her elbow against the window as they travel at an onward slope and turned into a private lane. No other buildings were in sight. The only visible things were glimpses of elaborate mansions at the end of long driveways, their gates glinting against the streetlights. "And I did say that it's a creator and creation photoshoot, did I not? That means you, Talia, are not just the designer. You are the creator, you are the puppeteer that will guide the ideas that is to be personified by Patrick."<br/><br/>Her eyes flew over to watch as they passed the wrought iron gate and made their way up the long driveway. She studied the building. The climbing ivies along the side and the palatial and elegant lines of the building with a critic's vision, weighing the artistic value of each arches and slopes. "Oh this will do very nice." She murmured as the car pulled around to the front of the house. "If nothing else, we can play with the columns at the front of the building...though I'm hoping that you have something else in mind, Talia. I suppose we should see your samples first before setting up the shoot." She frowned a little. She would dearly love to do some outdoor shots, but with the lack of lighting, it didn't promise to bring about impressive shots. And while this is simply a mock session, ever the perfectionist, Kiri wanted to see the full effect of the combination of Talia's clothes on Patrick's body.