[ True to her word, Kasumi doesn't breathe a word about Star-Lord's true identity to a single soul. After all, he has a bit of information--her face--that he could use against her if she double-crossed him. Her usual get-up does a well enough job of hiding most of her face, at least, but it's her undercover identities that would be in deep shit if word got out.

Audrey Ishii (Hepburn and Kill Bill, respectively), dressed rather impeccably in a gown, herself, her long black hair pulled into a high ponytail, is one such identity. She is a respected curator in the business around this quadrant of the galaxy, and not at all a surprise fixture in upper crust soirees such as this one, especially when the host or hostess is well-known to be a lover of the arts.

Some of the same things could be said for Kasumi Goto, as well. She tends to find her way into these types of gatherings--not as a guest, of course--and she's rather well-respected in an entirely different community altogether. Tonight, she's here to steal a painting. Not the one she stands in front of, presently, but one of similar value, unjustly (according to Kasumi, at least) hanging in a hallway instead of her gallery.

She hears the man's footsteps against the marble floors and she casts him a silent, evaluating glance when he strides over to her side. Not a familiar face--handsome, though. Really handsome. When he speaks up, she smiles. ]

It's my favorite of the collection. Sure, the paintings of flowers and old French aristocrats are beautiful, but this one--this one stirs something in you, doesn't it?

[ The way she speaks, the way she carries her voice--it's an act, it's Audrey Ishii, although Kasumi Goto probably wouldn't disagree. ]