You were sitting down on one of the benches in front of Lady Dimitrescu, who was also sitting on one of the wooden benches. Mother Miranda was there, and the other two were walking around.

Lady Dimitrescu was looking over at Ethan, and so were you. Mother Miranda was speaking, pointing over at you. "I've made my decision. Heisenberg. The man's fate is in your hands." She said, looking at Ethan once more.

Lady Dimitrescu looked over at her and stood up, speaking up. "Mother Miranda, I must protest! Heisenberg is but a child, and his devotion to you is questionable." She walks over to Ethan, still looking down at him.

"Give the mortal to me, and I will ensure he is ready." She smirks, still holding her long cigarette holder. You stood up, walking over to her, looking at Ethan then up at her.