"Oh seventy five plus the ten I get here today sounds wonderful, absolutely wonderful, I assume I enter my details here and you can use those to put me in contact with your associate on Rufusland?" Remy double-checked with a pleased little lop-sided smirk, fully aware that Mikael's hidden eyes might be stuck to her generous rear and child-birthing hips but the green-haired human didn't mind...
As she'd said, he was tall, dark and handsome, plus she might ask the man later why he felt vaguely familiar in a way Ms Belmont couldn't quite pin down.
"If that's the case then that sounds good to me, should I enter it all into this terminal here?" Remy continued, dragging one dainty, gloved finger down the thin bevel of the terminal she'd been fussing about on earlier.