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She regained her composure near instantly, however, tucking a stray strand of hair back behind her ear and smoothing her dress. "Not at all," she cooed, "This is a public place, anyway."
"My thorny butt it is,"
She looked Ianto over. There was something familiar about him. Where had she seen him before? Was he a politician? She did not send out a wave of pheromones this time, as she usually did whenever speaking to someone. She didn't want this guy following her around, whoever he was. It was hard enough to shake the other three. Not that her pheromones would work very well anyway, surrounded as they were by thousands of plants.
She turned back to the chinensis and - Tony Stark! That's where she recognized him from. Over the past month, this man was always in the paper just next to Tony Stark. Who was he? Some confidant? An assistant? This changed things indeed.
With a coy and sexy smile on her lips, she turned back to Ianto. "Don't I recognize you from somewhere?" she cooed, taking a step towards him, hips swaying. She sent out a powerful wave of pheromones, hoping they wouldn't be overpowered by the other plants in the room. If she could get to someone who was close to that murderer...well, first things first.