"Excuse me? Gina Morgan?" Gina turned to face the person speaking to her. It was a woman in her middle 20s, with raven dark hair and clothes that made Gina file her under either the Goth or Punk sub-culture, she wasn't sure wich one. She wore plenty of mascara, to much for most people's taste but she was actually rather pretty. She must have come out of the door by the desk sergant's window, Gina hadn't noticed her before.<br/>"I'm Maggie, the receptionist. You are Gina, right?"