Let's try this again...
The Huntress had shown-up first, but not for the sake of the no-face freak who had called her there. This was a set-up, she knew it, and she wanted to be prepared for whatever else he had planned.
"I'm here, I'm on time, tell me what the hell is going on," came Huntress' announcement as she walked through the door. She noted the number of chairs set about and narrowed her eyes. "If this is an intervention, you're doing it wrong." She stepped in, taking the seat across him him and kicked her legs up on the table, expecting him to say something. Anything.
"Hello? Q? Give me something or I'm going to shoot you."
"Duct tape, so handy". The alien voice had her attention turned away from violence and to the door instead. Her eyes rolled and she settled back. "How many people did you invite?"