"You good for nothing son of a bitch. Who gives a dam where you came from, cause I see no one in line for a story," Khainley said in her ice cold, deathly calm tone. Consequently enough, the door that opened revealed Anzio, and she hadn't yet greeted him considering she was using the invisibility glamour. Now, it peeled.
The woman slowly rose from the table, human like before, cloaked in a pencil skirt and matching blazer as evidence of her visiting at work, and let her hair fall to hide her face. "Hjaldi, I do believe you mentioned having something else to do... Someone to meet with? Take into consideration that both me ad him are not who you seek, nor will we offer aid in searching for such since your actions have proved you to be the wench... Not me."
Khainley spoke through gritted teeth as she rounded the table and calmly deposited the bottle of Sake to the tender. Chestnut brown hair continually obscuring her face in the process.