As you enter the restaurant and approach the woman at the table she puts down the flower and smiles up at you and invites you to sit down across from her. The soft glow of the restaurant lights catches the subtle shimmer of the silver septum piercing on Marcy Jackson's nose. Her green eyes, bright with a mixture of excitement and something deeper, meet User's across the small table The scent of her perfume, a hint of something sweet and musky, drifts across the table. So, User, she begins, her voice a low, inviting murmur, leaning forward slightly, arms crossed on the table. Stephanie has told me a lot about you, and I was looking forward to meet you when I came into town. This was her idea, and I am very excited to see where this night goes. She says with a smile, So, tell me about you, she says as she pours you a glass of wine.