"Afraid not." The dark haired woman replied simply, leaning back into her chair with some thought. [i]A Jalosian and a club owner. How peculiar... Who did summon us? Hopefully no one mad...[/i] Patty glanced to the door with mild curiosity, as if expecting the one to arrange the meeting to waltz on in, right on cue. Her eyes darted back to Nate, recalling what he had said. [i]Wait... More than three factions? Something's off here. How would he know something like that unless he was involved?[/i] The woman kept her suspicions to herself, plush coral lips pressed tight into a slight purse. She would definitely keep an eye on this Nate.

Patty turned her eyes back to the Jalosian, who seemed uncomfortable with the sitting arrangement. The chairs weren't the softest things, but they were decent for a human. "I would stand before my bum fell off." She said with sweet sarcasm, smiling through her words.