Izsak glanced at her file that he had sent up to him. He smiled accepting her hand and spoke. "Pleasure is mine I'm sure Miss. Daly." He spoke as he lead her off to the chair where he was going to do his work. Once she was seated. He cleaned the spot on her arm. Then he spoke alittle.
"Daly...sounds familiar." He stated thinking lightly. His movements were gental yet swift.