George shook the woman's hand. "It's good to meet you Ms Reeves, and thank you for agreeing to meet with me. I appreciate you must be a busy woman." There was no mistaking the control this woman had on her staff, Stephen having faintly winced as he'd glanced involuntarily at George as he'd asked if it was a good time. George hadn't heard the answer but had figured it wasn't exactly overwhelmingly positive.
Even before she'd taken her bag from her shoulder she reached into it and withdrew her notepad and pen, holding them as she took a seat in the chair offered her. Crossing her legs she slipped her bag from her shoulder and to the floor, her forefinger flipping the pad open to a new page and her hand smoothing over it.