"Don't know, don't care; my job is to tell you what to do, you and she get to work out the details." he replied with that smug smirk somehow looking even smugger "It's called 'plausible deniability' Honey; all I need is the fruits of your labor, the results, to take back to my associates.  Only think I ask of you is to not leave any bodies; Shiawase tends to not pursue people as long as nobody gets hurt, but if they do then all hell breaks loose.  And I already told you where it was Honey: the Kuroyama Geosource facility in Silvermine Bay... you're not used to this sort of work are you?"<br/><br/>A chuckle, and back to his tea it seems.  A glance up, he did a double-take, and then smiled as he waved someone over.  Over walked a tall woman, just a hair taller than Alice herself, and all eyes were on her... literally; something about her just<em>exuded</em>raw primal, ethereal beauty.  Her hair was short, a pixie cut, and her eyes... emerald green and sapphire blue, both unnatural... cybereyes perhaps?  She was clearly toned, athletic but still feminine with full, shapely breasts and a feminine form.  Currently she was clad in a white sundress contrasted against her dark desert skin and dark brown hair nicely... and upon her feet are white open-toed sandals... opening toed for highly-polished and ornately engraved cyberlegs that didn't even make an attempt to hide what they were.  True works of art, they were engraved as if tattooed with paradise flowers and a sakura-blossom wind design using said paradise flower petals instead.  The way she moved exuded femininity... or was it because of that 'feeling' she gave off instead?<br/><br/>"Shallom Mr. Johnson, Alice." she says, her accent coming out a mixture of British English and Israeli Hebrew, attesting to her heritage perhaps as she sneaks into a seat between them both, smiling pleasantly "I'm sorry I'm late; wandered into a few friends of mine on the way over.  I'm Sa'ortra, Alice, and no offense but you might want to invest in using a 'Shadow Name' and not your own.  You've been briefed I assume?"<br/><br/>She does of course offer a hand to shake Alice's, and 'Mr. Johnson' simply looks smug all the same.