Affari Esteri

[Fiorella de Marco]

She tapped her champagne wine glass lightly, nodded her head slightly at his toast, and took a light sip. Her face still had that cool, say-nothing expression adorned with a slight, polite smile. She sipped lightly at the expensive champagne from her glass, watching him with her grey-blue eyes.

"Bene, Signor Morreti. It appears that we are done in here and all that remains is give you a symbolic, diplomatic gift to you."

She turned her gaze towards the bartender and waited a moment before he caught her eye. Giving him a slight nod, she turned her gaze back to Damien Morreti.

"You do not have to be worried, Signor Morreti, I have not broken conditions of our meeting as Signor Marlin is not one of my men and I merely asked him to do a one simple task for me once I give him a signal."

The mechanical clatter of feet on the bar floor announced the arrival of a robotic waiter, and instead of a tray to carry drinks and food, he carried a small oblong silver box with red gold gilded corners and a glass lid. Inside the box was a metal writing ink pen-stylus with a silver barrel and several red gold accessories, including a longitudinal engraving of 'Damien 'Cobra' Morreti' in ornate script.

"A good custom during the business meetings, Signor Morreti, I hope it will serve you well if you will decide to use it. It is made from the hardened silver alloys and you do not have to be a too careful with it, a handy quality in your line of work I believe. However, I will not be offended if you will not be using it as I was merely guessing a suitable color combination based on what Signor Clark told me about your movement and its symbol."

With those words, she carefully placed her empty crystal champagne glass on the table and slowly stood up, ready to leave, but still politely awaiting his reaction and acceptance of her diplomatic gift.

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Fiorella Arianna de Marco | As Dawn Mayflower
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