[sylvanSpider]

Simon straightened, turning on his heel to face the young woman. Immediately upon laying eyes on her Simon had what he would call a “Eureka moment,” it all clicking together perfectly, or rather, pieces that were already there revealed their true pattern to them. Simon's face, however, remained cool, “On your property, Miss? I'm sorry, but the woman that owns this house is very elderly. I knocked at the door, you see, but found no answer so I assumed the worst given the Lady of the House's age.”

Simon straightened his tie, looking down at the woman without an ounce of the fear that the woman tried to bestow, “However, it seems she is out and you are here.” His lips pressed into a thin line, waiting to see how the woman would respond. They were heading into a tango, the two of them, and Simon had every intent on leading.