After another half hour of waiting, a consor came into the room.  "Ladies . . . Master John will see you now.  If you'll follow me . . ."<br/><br/>Assuming the two came along, they were led into a small conference style room.  At the far end of the table, a man sat in traditional Hermetic robes.  He waved the consor away and gestured to two seats.  "Please, be seated, I insist."