"Oh you're going to make it global." Kiri assured her as she slipped in. She had managed to perfect the skill of it after a series of trial-and-errors in another stage of her life. The dress didn't have a slit that allowed her to maneuver. Instead, she sat down on the side of the seat before spinning herself around, still hauling her equipments behind her. The alcohol in her system, while not making her entire drunk, had left her pleasantly buzzed, though still capable of conducting business, made her entrance a little less fluid than it would be usual. The camera bag swung against her ungracefully as she moved further into the limousine to allow Patrick to slide in behind her.<br/><br/>Settling the laptop bag by her legs, she crossed her legs and leaned back against the seat, her fingers drumming against her thigh. "The only thing that I'm worry about, Talia, is that you might chicken out if I arrange some publicity for you." Her lips quirked a little as she fingered her camera. She opened it and pulled it out, turning it on. While she will always favor her old camera, time had demand that she move ahead with what's necessary. She snapped on the lenses. Taking off the lenses cover, she began looking through it. She snapped a picture of Talia and studied it in the small preview screen thoughtfully. "Have you thought about opening a few shops here to begin with? Or one, even?"<br/><br/>She let the camera dangle off of her fingertips, almost precariously as she studied Talia. "I have a few ideas for you in mind, but I suppose we should focus on the goals at hand, shouldn't we?" Her lips curled again as she turned the camera about and glanced at Patrick. "I do hope that you're not camera shy, Talia. I think I'm going to take a few creator and creation pictures tonight."