Brandy leaned over and watched as he measured the angles on the map. He started explaining how it was drawn by Marco Polo, but of course she already knew that. She continued to listen as he explained Polo's incredible attention to detail regarding his voyages. Well, most of his voyage. There was one gaping hole that led to many speculations. But no one would ever know the real reason why it wasn't documented in Polo's journals. There was no way to prove what he had seen there without a time machine. Brandy had sat through lectures of speculations as to what exactly happened in Alexandra and each was more different than the last. When he mentioned her boss, she turned her head and flashed him a smile, in hopes of keeping him at bay long enough for her to find out what this guy wanted with the map. When she turned back around, he was grinning incredibly hard. 

"What happened? What did you find?" She asked trying to get a closer look at the map. She hadn't seen anything the entire time he was working. Then she looks away for two seconds and he looked like he won the lottery. She looked at him in utter confusion, only to be kissed. Before she could respond he had pulled away. "You're comparing a map to sex?" She pulled off her gloves with a sharp snap, before shoving them in her bag. "I'm not your assisstant. You don't know my name and I don't know yours. You're just some crazy guy with a compass." She hissed. 

In the blink of an eye, it seemed like he was onto a completely different topic. "Alexandra? Why are you going there? Trying to collect enough details to come up with the latest conspiracy theory? It's not worth it. No one knows what Marco Polo did there." She said, her voice trailing after him. After all his things were packed up, he quickly excused himself.

Putting her hand on her forehead, Brandy genuinely tried to figure out what he was trying to find. When she was stumped, she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep without knowing how it would all end up. Brandy approached the curator with a soft smile. "I don't need to sleep on it. I'll take the job. You have my information, so add me to your payroll as soon as you possibly can. I'm going to go and find something amazing for you." SHe said stepping out of the storage area. As soon as she was in the hallway, she broke into a sprint, trying to catch up to this mysterious man. She saw him back in the lobby exiting the museum. "Hey! Wait up!" She jogged up to him. "You never told me who you were. But at this point you owe me so much more than you're name." She said stepping out onto the street and flagging down a taxi. She hopped in and held the door open for him. "Are you coming or not?" She asked, shifting her bag, flat onto her lap.