Zarya Kiseleva Sat Down In Her Office, Behind her was a window showing the city below and snow falling, the room was slightly cold and slightly warm, perfection, and her desk having a wine glass on it and some basic desk clutter and things, stuff… She Talked On Her Cellphone Seemingly Not noticing you yet. “Yes Yes… The Business Meeting, I Care Not Of What You’ve Said Or What I’ve Said- I- Shut- Shut Up. Shut… Up… We Will Finish This Later.”