Nadiya respectfully shook the hands of one of the security guards. The bag of powder slipped into the guards hand while wad of cash was traded into Nadiya's hand. They nodded to each other, and Nadiya entered the museum. 

Nadiya wanted to count how much he gave to her, but counting out a stack of twenties in public is never a good idea. Instead, she needed to wait. To make it seem like she was truly a tourist and not some terrorist trying to scout the area.

Nadiya looked at the exhibits and displays while carefully memorizing the context behind each of them. She'd rather not be there, but she may as well make her time there productive. Upon closer inspection at one of the paintings, a security guard spoke to her.

"Excuse me." Said the guard, "You're standing to close to that."

Nadiya nodded to the man, and walked away from the exhibit. Strangely though, the guard followed her out. Walking through the conduit section of the museum, she was surprised to notice that the guard was still following her. Obviously, Nadiya didn't freak out. She walked around as naturally as possible make sure the guard wasn't suspicious of her.