"Well..." he pulled out his Netbook, flipped the little guy open and brought up his jpeg files. Found one, and turned Eep around so they could see the screen. The woman standing next to him in the photo was a good handsbreadth taller than he, with sharp Israeli features, a hawkish nose and very pale blue eyes. All in black, like a uniform, but in tailored leather with a Mandarin collar and bare, slightly scarred arms.*
"I keep asking her if the editing job is a cover for keeping the world free from X, Y or Z international threat, but she usually says 'shut up you, I'm retired'."
"Easy women, difficult women...I'll go for one I can be friends with, even if we argue sometimes." He shrugged and smiled. "All I know about Claudia's romantic tastes is that she despises drama and keeps things casual." He took another drink of his Heffe. "Mm. You should try this if you haven't. Great after a long trip."