Reese walked into the room, her smirk still plastered across her face.  "It's nice to meet you as well, Laurell.  And yes...the dear boy does seem to be most nervous around the fair gender."<br/><br/>The redhead let that sink in as she found a chair and lowered herself onto it.  She crossed her legs, letting one of her Jimmy Choo heels dangle off the floor. With a practiced eye, Reese looked Laurell over and found that the girl was quite attractive.  Blonde....and obviously athletic.  Though she would have to be to be any good as a thief.  "Unless...of course....you're officially working for him....then he's quite direct, to the point and has absolutely no issue telling you what's on his mind."<br/><br/>From the sound of the conversation, neither woman worked for him yet...which was most likely why Alan was trying to deflect their attention to each other.  "I would certainly advise you to listen to what he has to say though. He's usually worth listening too.....and he's very good at what he does."