Musubi felt a little...odd, coming into this meeting.  She colored visibly at the sight of the topless fox-woman, doing her best to not try and stare or ask her to cover up.  Wasn’t her place, wasn’t her place, even if the sight did make her a teensy bit uncomfortable.  GR knew that Westerners were not as reserved as her own people, but even this was a bit much!  Putting that aside, though, she sort of felt out of place, what with her jeans and aviator jacket (Ace of Diamonds, from Shiawase) and goggles, compared to the seemingly relaxed club wear of the fox-woman, and the Neo-Japanese style suit worn by the human.  Still, she swallowed her fear and closed the door behind her, walking over to the couch where the white-haired woman sat.<br/><br/>Once she had sat down, Elisabeth would be able to see the SMG that the young cat-girl had brought upstairs with her – the very popular Colt Cobra, Model 110.  “I haven’t really ever had any, but I suppose I like tea just as much as any Japanese person.”  She took a cup and gently sipped at it, listening to the introductions being made, and responding when she was introduced.  “It’s nice to meet you, Miko-san.  I’ve heard a lot about you.”<br/><br/>She froze for a brief moment when the fox-woman made a little bit of a sly remark about Miko and her tail.  Musubi used the teacup to hide her slightly embarrassed expression, only setting it down when it was gone.  Introductions over, Kitsune proceeded to inform both parties about the nature of the job they were being asked to perform.  “Now, as you are both aware,” she drawled in that CAS Southern accent of hers, “a couple of days ago I asked a friend – GR’s fixer – for some help on a job.  Turns out I was a little bit too overeager to volunteer my dearest Miko’s services for this one.  Sorry, darling.”  She gave a single eye wink to the mage.<br/><br/>“The job is routine, but difficult.  And it needs a woman’s technical touch.  The two of you need to break into a local Lone Star office and plant a computer tap in their information net.  Now, neither of you heard it from me, but…this particular request comes at the behest of the competition.”  Which, in Santa Fe, everyone knew was Knight Errant.  Lone Star had always been the big private security company, but Ares’ had always been number two, and in recent history, they had been on a bit of a boom.  “So, for the most part, simple.  Get inside, avoid the fuzz, plant the tap, and get all the way back out.  Shouldn’t be too hard for a couple of talented gals like y’all.”    She carefully sipped her tea.<br/><br/>“Now, GR, darling, is there anything that I can do to help you?  It can be anything…at…all…”  She leaned forward on this one, resting her head on her hands, squeeeeeezing her breasts between her arms and giving both women a nice view of cleavage.  Musubi turned red, and hurriedly hid her face behind the teacup again.  “N-no, I don’t think so…ma’am.”