Talia, or Natasha as she is known to anyone who has met her in her current profession, gives a gentle sigh as she pulls open the gate to the freight elevator, stepping out of it.  The things that corps made prospective... contractors do.  She gives a slight smile at her internal word choice as she begins walking down the hallway, her expensive heels clicking lightly on the floor with each step.  She'd had little doubt that, given the time, she could have taken the main elevator, with no one batting an eye, but this was the life she'd chosen.  The game wasn't really a game if you didn't at least take a glance at the rules, even if you didn't exactly follow them.<br/><br/>Reaching the penthouse, Natasha allows herself to be guided to the dining room, taking careful note of the furnishings as they walk.  With mental commands, she uploads a few images through her commlink, noting the listed prices of some of them, managing to control the widening of her eyes at the figure listed.  Speaking of figures... the appearance of the personal aide was also worth noting.  Pursing her lips slightly, Natasha gives a few light tugs on her own business attire, pulling the white blouse ever so slightly lower to reveal a few inches of her creamy breasts, and the skirt upwards to show a bit more of her shapely legs.  If, as it seemed, whoever they were meeting had an eye for such things, this might give an edge in upcoming negotiations.  Even if not, being dressed similarly to his aide would impart a sense of familiarity.  Natasha's lips curl up lightly into a satisfied smile.<br/><br/>Arriving in the dining room, Natasha answers the aide's directive with raised eyebrows and lifted chin, a move that her aristocratic family had taught her long ago.  "Of course."  She says simply after a few moments.  After taking a moment to survey the room, and position herself near the window, where she judges the light will give her the most favorable first impression, Natasha turns her attention to the one remaining figure.  "Fang."  She says in her usual dulcet voice  "So good to see you again."  Her tone warm enough, but only mildly inviting.