Helena inspected the man as she held out her hand to shake his.  He wasn't as unpleasant as expected, which was almost a disappointment.  She would have preferred the head of the organization was some unattractive, greasy, smoking, generally unpleasant individual.  But, evil was insidious, that much she had learned.  Her lip twitched as his hands found her knuckles.  It was a little much for a porn studio.<br/><br/>"Helena."  She answered truthfully, she hadn't had time to sort out a fake ID and they'd wanted proof she was of age.  She didn't notice his powers seeping into her, she was more familiar with more blatant attacks.  Her battles usually involved things being thrown at her head.<br/><br/>She moved to take a seat on the edge of the couch.  She kept herself leaning forward slightly, as if on the edge of flight, and unconsciously smooth her skirt over her legs.  Her knees were together, her feet pointed to the side.  She glanced at the tea and coffee, then shook her head in the negative before she realized she should answer vocally.<br/><br/>"No, thank you."  She glanced around the room, trying to get a sense for the place.  "I didn't realize you were small, you were the first hit when I searched online."  She answered, half-truthfully as it had depended on what she searched for.  "What sort of films do you do?"<br/><br/><br/>OOC: At 2018-09-21 16:45:36, PerpetuallyAnnoyedCleric (uid: 61108) rolls: 1d20a9 Result: 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=124932)