Ariana arrived at the Avalon mid-evening. She previously had a meeting with her editor at the Sacramento Bee. Her gray suit with a pleated skirt and matching heels gave her a look of business and evening wear at the same time. As frustrated as Ariana was with Frank Brandt, it did not show on her face with her usual dazzling smile. The prior evening she had received a call from Mr. O’Connor suggesting they meet to talk. She suggested the Avalon, since she was not entirely sure what he wanted to talk about. The last time she spoke to him was the first night she was in Sacramento. Thomas was kind enough to show her around a little before her meeting with Lady Seneschal.
Walking through the Avalon, Ariana found a table in the bar. She sat upright in her usual posture watching other Kindred enjoy themselves. She had arrived only a few moments before the time that she and Mr. O’Connor agreed on. Ariana’s had a view of the entry way, as she took a notebook out of her purse and jotted down some notes from her earlier meeting at the paper.