"Nothing's wrong, sir," Zia said sweetly. "Just a cordial visit to Ms. Jalia. No need to drag the owner here, we can find our way." It wasn't really a lie. A cordial visit could be about business and information. With permission granted and without a sweat shed, Zia slipped by the door with Jax. "I think the stakes of this mission is making me slip," she mumbled to Jax when the door closed behind them. Maybe it had been given to her by anyone but her aunt maybe Zia could have treated this like anything else she did for her house. But it was the matron's direct confidence in her own ability she had been given. Zia couldn't disappoint.<br/><br/>Zia would defer to Jax to lead the way to Starflower's dressing room, banking on the fact that she had been here at least once before--and that was more times than she had. The changeling also knew Starflower, so Zia would let her handle the introductions before getting down right to the business they hoped the burlesque dancer could help them with.