Her own mother was the only person that had ever called Zia "Zii". It was an immediate family only title, in that only those that she grew up with ever used it. It was hard to catch Zia off-guard, but the elven woman who had been waiting for her accomplished it quite handily. The revelation of who her contact was made Zia freeze up for a second. What did she do to deserve this honor?<br/><br/>"Yes, Lady Elvinor," Zia said, giving a curtsy. She suspected Elvinor might have liked to be called Auntie rather than her formal title, but Zia had become a bit flustered to adjust her speech accordingly. It wasn't every day you met the head of the Phiarlan House. "I have. Menthis knows how to treat its local artists. It's dancers especially; the art is so fleeting, you can only watch a given performance once. I dare say I may have a few regulars that may invite me back to their parties...and others still that enjoy my company." It meant she had the keys to some high places and that served the interest of the House's businesses well.<br/><br/>"I must say, I wasn't expect to meet you, Lady Elvinor," Zia said, her cheeks genuinely blushing, though she had trained herself to blush on command. "How can I be of service to you?"