Adrianne sat by herself in the cafe, occasionally throwing a gaze out across the nearby glass panels to look down onto the main floor of the lobby. She had ordered a chocolate infused double espresso, which she was currently holding beneath her face as she looked down at the lobby.

However, when Zhevon would suddenly enter the cafe alongside his new acquaintance, James, she would raise an eyebrow. It would appear that Zhevon had not been standing at the bottom floor at all, which she had been watching all along; but rather on roughly the same level as the cafe. To suddenly see the inquisitor here was to say, a surprise.

She had not expected that...

"Ah! Adrianne."

"I have been expecting you." She would say with a sagely expression, quickly assuming an all-knowing tone as she met the two men with an unphased expression.

She gazed at the newcomer, James. He looked remarkably un-remarkable, wearing some humble civilian garbs. A stark contrast to the flamboyant garb of Zhevon. The fact that the inquisitor mentioned that they would be working with him could suggest he must possess some skill or knowledge that could make him a valued addition to a team hunting daemons and heretics, requiring no small qualifications.

"This disguise did not last as long as I thought it would."

At the inquisitor's mention of the failure of his disguise, Adrianne would almost smirk, before turning her attention back to the two men.

"Well, it is rather, unique. Easy to spot from a crowd - especially if they are expecting you." Adrianne said to Zhevon, giving him a small hint with one of her eyes.