Rhemic Empire (2)

Melissa had to follow her own advice, which she had given to the photographer a few minutes earlier – to take a deep breath and count to ten, recalling the sensations from activating the enhancer and imagining herself as either a "colossus" or a "turtle." At the same time, she carefully examined all the members of the "entourage," although this proved to be not easy – her gaze kept slipping from these insignificant silhouettes with blurred faces to Ipomea Flox.
- Ms. Flox, good evening, she said, gathering her courage and ignoring her wildly beating heart. - You look as stunning as ever.
Nano instantly regretted what she had said; it seemed a bit excessive, but she didn't dwell on it and continued in the same businesslike tone.
- My name is Melissa Mayvin, and my colleagues and I are responsible for the security of the meeting today. All guests undergo a personal inspection in these rooms before proceeding to the conference hall, she glanced at her assistants. - Ms. Gainsborough forbade us from inspecting Carmine Vermilion and his entourage, but she said nothing about yours... So, although the final decision rests with you, as the host of the meeting, if you don't know these people personally, I would prefer to take all necessary precautions.