She surprised him, Talia was good at picking up cues from people, and she could tell she wasn't what he expected. After all, it was usually an older woman or some young gay man with flare that were the up and coming designers. She knew how out of place she was in this world of glittering lights and beautiful people. But she had a right to be here, by her parents and by her own merit. She was good at what she did. So she smiled at him, totally at ease with his moment of nonplus.<br/><br/>What she hadn't expected was for him to reach out and take her hand gently into his large one, his long well formed body bowing in two as his lips pressed softly into her hand. Her blush heightened for a moment as she stood there, transfixed by him and his actions. Where was he from? To act this way? She was most certainly interested now in this new model.<br/><br/>And then came his voice, like dark velvet sliding through the night air. Her lovely eyes darkened with surprise at the broughe to his words, the accent revealing in part the old world gesture. A Scotsman in L.A.? Well there certainly were several. But she had never thought to work with a man who looked like a young god and had his words flavored by an accent. She was known for female clothes, Kiri had done her a world of favors in bring this man to her. He might just be the ticket to her success in the men's department.<br/><br/>At his compliment to her dress she smiled, her hand leaving his to smooth down the skirt of the dress. "My thanks Mr. Macgregor, I designed it myself. It is similar to one of my spring pieces, however this particular one is the only one like it. If I have to go to party's I at least want to be able to dress in a manner I enjoy."<br/><br/>Her eyes flickered to Kiri then, her glass raising to her lips to sip at the white wine. "My thanks for the introduction Kiri, I am eager to get to work on next seasons show."