Kiri arched an eyebrow as she followed Talia down the passage, taking in the surroundings. From what she had seen of Talia's style, the environment might create an interesting juxtaposition in the photograph. Adjusting the strap of the camera, she took a slow tour about the showroom, taking in the pieces, carefully crafted and proudly on display.<br/><br/>Tempted as she was to run her fingers over the silk, feel the textures of the chiffon, she was content to study the way that the folds fell gracefully against the forms. Her heels clattered as she paced the floor, stopping briefly before each piece to survey it slowly. If nothing else, Kiri was an admirer of art, regardless of the form that they come in.<br/><br/>"Lovely." She announced as she placed her laptop bag on the table and began setting up, her brows furrowed in concentration as she turned on the computer. Tapping in a series of password, she set the camera on the table and pulled out a cord from the bag. Slipping it into the USB port and turning on the camera, she quickly uploaded the two pictures that she had taken already. Frowning slightly at the finished product, she spun about and turned to the two, camera uncapped and in hands.<br/><br/>She took a few quick snapshots of the room before turning back to the computer again to check the outcome. "Damn..." She muttered, her lips quirking to a side. "I would have brought more equipment along..." Giving a resigned sigh, she turned back to Talia and Patrick. Her fingers worked at her scalp, pulling the dark strands free from the knot and letting it fall in waves about her face. Shaking it loose, she pulled out a piece of rubber band and tied her hair back into a loose bun. "Let's get started then, shall we?" Her voice took on that of one use to being obeyed. "Talia, the samples? Patrick, strip."