Varinka Mikhailicheva raced through the beautifully ornated Moscow subway system. She was to meet her American counterpart to take her around the city and offer her dinner on behalf of the company. In total Varinka style she was late and cursing at all the slow people in the subway.<br/><br/>Her dyed snowwhite hair was combed loose to her shoulders. She had picked the black suede boots with a low heel on her feet and a skirt to her knees and a white panty underneath. The outfit was finished with a white blouse and a black tie loosely around her neck. The weather was good and although the sun was setting, the temperature was still pleasant. At this time of the day the major travelling streams were from the center so her subway was relatively quiet.<br/><br/>She had seen Rebecca on pictures and had a few email exchanges. Varinka wasn't really into the business. She just enjoyed life having a very powerful and rich father. In no way she was related to the deal, all she had to do was show Rebecca around and be her guide during her stay in Moscow. Of course Rebecca had to believe otherwise so for Rebecca she had to fake being a real business woman.<br/><br/>Rebecca would be doing business with a companion of her dad who she would meet tomorrow at the first briefing. The Texas company knew what luxury was since they booked a room in the Baltschug. On the other hand, since the hotel was run by her father, it wasn't too strange at all.<br/><br/>Varinka knew the hotel well. Before she found a penthouse she really liked, she lived in the hotel. The metro stopped and Varinka got out, moving her slim body through the mass of people entering the subway. Working class and mothers with children. When she finally got outside, on the banks of the Moskva river she inhaled the fresh air and walked to the hotel entrance.<br/><br/>She greeted the clerk that she knew from her time there and looked around the lobby in search for Rebecca.