[Natasha is quick to answer the door, expecting him. As always, her house (the one that used to belong to the lawyers) is a maze of spiderwebs. Unlike the office, Soeki's not here all the time to battle them back, and they've taken over.
Normally Natasha would be a little self-conscious about the proof that she's no more immune to her instincts than the rest of them. Soeki is close enough that she doesn't worry about it though. She simply takes one of the bottles and studies the label as she steps aside to welcome him in.]
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Normally Natasha would be a little self-conscious about the proof that she's no more immune to her instincts than the rest of them. Soeki is close enough that she doesn't worry about it though. She simply takes one of the bottles and studies the label as she steps aside to welcome him in.]
You mean business, huh?