Sicari pulled her mandibles back in a smile, satisfied that there was someone showing up in person.  Quite frankly, this was the most secure way to communicate nowadays.  Virtually anyone could hack a communication channel, she had heard of a human child doing it last year.  But back to the girl in front of her.  The Turian took in every detail as she ran her eyes up the woman's body, pausing in areas of interest, mostly oddities such as blemishes or scars... a surprising few of them, and then the thick scent of perfume hit her.  She almost gagged because of the overly-sweet smell, and she was guessing there was more than enough to survive Afterlife's usual scent of alcohol and tobacco and come across as strong.  Looking back up, she noticed the bowler hat atop her head.  [color=darkred][b]"That hat in this age?  You're aware those were mostly worn during Earth's Industrial Age and have since declined in popularity, right?  ...It suits you, though."[/b][/color]  She added the compliment as an afterthought, though the broker was aware she sat in the position of power at the moment.  [color=darkred][b]"Please, sit.  I'll start ordering drinks once everyone's here."[/b][/color]
 
	Then Jason approached and she couldn't help but roll her eyes in disgust at the hint he had dropped.  [color=darkred][b]"Do all humans do that?  Or are you a special breed that doesn't know how to ask a question?"[/b][/color]  She activated her omni-tool, with the intent to reply to Tar as soon as she could... then something made her stop.  The soldier in front of her had a certain air of confidence, something of a paragon energy radiating from him.  On this rock?  [color=darkred][b]"Take a seat."[/b][/color]  She commanded, now writing to the Volus.

	[color=darkred][i]'Come in, make yourself look busy and no one will give you a second look.  If someone asks, say the Turian you work for made a bad business decision and you're here to clean up his mess for him.  Throw in an insult or two, make it look convincing.'[/i][/color]  She sent the message and sat back, arms crossed.  The big Krogan looking for someone most likely wouldn't take a subtle hint to come over, so she simply waved to him to get his attention.