James waited patiently for Melissa, not surprised that she'd missed him on the first try.  After all, one didn't normally expect an English nobleman to be waiting for you.  "Good evening, Miss Hall."   James sketched a faint bow to her, knowing his voice and mannerisms would give away his nationality.  "My name is James Livingston, Sir James Livingston."<br/><br/>He turned on what he thought was his most charming smile, not yet offering her his hand.  "I do apologize about the both the abruptness and the..." he paused, searching for the right word.  "The lack of cordialness of our meeting.  Unfortunately, it also seemed to be the only way that I could get to meet with you."<br/><br/>He reached inside his jacket pocket, controlling the slight shaking of his hand.   He continued speaking even as he produced his badge to show to her.   "You see, I have an arrangement that I wish to discuss with you in private."  He made sure that she got a good look at it before tucking it back away.  He didn't like having to present it in the first place, it almost felt like flaunting it sometimes.<br/><br/>"Again, I do apologize about the nature of our meeting but I feel that I must insist; particularly since I have certain obligations to Queen, Country, and Family.  If you don't terribly mind, would you please accompany me back to my rooms so we can discuss the matter?"