Syana entered the posh place with a small sigh. Nobility, not her style. As a miner, they probably looked at her with disdain, even if she was a rather high class miner... she hoped none of them had heard about her recent ordeals at the hands of the Outcasts.
She looked around the small room, a waiter coming and attempting to take her jacket, she brushed him off though, moving around the room, her eyes open for the person she was attempting to meet.
She spotted him, sitting in the corner in the blue jacket he said he would be wearing, and smiling, she elegantly slid into the seat opposite him.