Alas, it seemed her attempt to dissuade any suspicions had been folly.  She could not shake the eyes following her about the room, and so she turned slowly to meet them.  The young woman must have been curious why she was here.  Perhaps it was the long, black dress Mei adorned, with a slit down the side, attire that showed she was the dominant one, the fearsome one.  Her almond eyes cut sharply at the girl, as if to say the woman was none of her concern and that if she knew better, she would simply ignore Mei's presence.