"Ms. Deguara," Fiona greeted, thinking about offering a hand to shake, but Diana's hands were quite full. [i]And now I'm not really sure what to do with mine.[/i] "It's good to finally meet you."

Fiona knew what it felt like to be intimidated, as the likes of Isabella, Abby, and several others had done it to her before, intentionally or otherwise, but this was a slightly different feeling. Diana Deguara wouldn't have a chance in a fight against Fiona, but she wouldn't need to, because Fiona couldn't help but feel like this woman could ruin her with a couple words, or a single text to the wrong person. She had the kind of power that Fiona could only dream of right now: the ability to snap her fingers and make people dance.

Fiona found herself wishing she'd put on a jacket like Kendra had, or somehow found a way to add a few inches to her height. She was the shortest woman of the three, and the youngest, and she really [i]felt[/i] like it, too. She glanced back to Kendra a moment, her posture a little more relaxed than her partner's, but still unable to hide a bit of sudden nervousness.

"What did you want to talk about?"