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[color=lightgray][i]Location: Delgato HQ - Study[/i][/color][/CENTER]

Keyrs nodded to Anthony's statement about business. It applied to more than just that, she thought.

She took a sip of her wine as he brought out the tablet. 
It wasn't so medicinal tasting in her opinion, though she wouldn't be trading her sparkling fruit juices for it on special occasions.

Keyrs put her glass down to accept the tablet, expecting to see CCTV footage of some tech shortcoming of the Delgato's, or perhaps something on the market that wanted improving upon. She did not expect what she heard Anthony say, and her surprise would've been evident in the widening of her eyes and raising of her brows, though the positioning of her head looking down at the tablet, and the reflection of the screen and other lighting on her visor may've obscured it.

Security detail right off!
Keyrs supposed this could be considered a hands-on interview, and she liked it. 

Compared to the process she had to go through for Veridian Tech. this was cake!
[i]So long as she didn't blow it from here. . .[/i]

Keyrs read what was on the screen. She was never one who followed political matters too closely -too many other things vying for her brain's attention- so long as she had enough information to make an informed vote. Though one couldn't miss the ads. She liked Anthony's mayoral competition. But could she let him know that? 

Keyrs shifted her eyes up to look at Anthony a moment; nothing telling in her neutral expression. 

Eyes back down on the screen, she took on a considering air: "[color=#BF40BF]Rather an ambitious goal in this city,[/color]" she said of Tara Farelle, her tone belying any faith Keyrs had in her, even as Keyrs added, "[color=#BF40BF]I mean if anyone can achieve the perceived-impossible I would place my bets on a woman. Though,[/color]" she passed the tablet back over to Anthony, "[color=#BF40BF]we'll see how her manner of approach fares.[/color]" 

"[color=#BF40BF]So, what sort of threats might I expect as your detail? Any clever assassination attempts on your life in the past?[/color]" She crossed her legs with a composed and self-assured manner.