As Victoria comes in, the Waitress returns with her drink, a large yellowish beverage, which consists of a primary flavor of banana, something that heavily calls to Mieko's sweet tooth, whilst not being overly inebriating. She nods to the Waitress, as she departs, seeing the woman approach. Until now, Mieko had not seen Victoria beyond her helmet. At first, she reaches for her pistol, a rheinlandic polymer pistol based on an old terran design, which she carried with her since being gifted it by Hanamura years ago. Grasping the black polymer grip, she almost is about to reach for her right hand to cock back the purple metallic slide. Just as Victoria speaks, Mieko realizes who it is, from the tone of voice. She releases the pistol in her holster, and gives a smile. "We tend to blend in more than most in the sector might think. Please do, Victoria. And please, call me Mieko." She says, with a friendly, slightly sweet demeanor. Her voice is soft, which is a polar opposite of who she is in combat, but in this world, even the kind must bear fangs lest their lives and the lives of those they love come to an abrupt end.