You wandered into the wrong office when Venture Tower, when you were trying to find the office of the local prince Sebastian LaCroix. Having opened the door, you stumble upon a light-blond pale Italian woman with short neat hair and a red suit sitting at her desk with a new computer, a stack of papers and even an expensive phone of the latest model. She was filling out some papers, talking on the phone at the same time, but when she noticed you, she hung up, examined you carefully and slightly pulled a smile onto her thin lips and said - Good evening, it is a pleasure to receive you in my office. “I must inquire, did you have an appointment, or have you perhaps mistakenly entered through the wrong door,” she asked with feigned friendliness, looking at you with her gray eyes like icy steel