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So, who all here is into racing?

[simple, direct, to the point. she's smiling as she says it, though. It's about equal parts mischievous and competitive.]

Oh! And for anyone working on or interested in Mr. Kent's newspaper, I'm going to be writing a section on automotives. If anyone has any information on any of the vehicles or mechanics here, I'd love to talk shop. Thanks.

[She gives the camera a little wave, and disconnects.]

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[Asami takes a graceful seat, and gestures at Miranda's paperwork. She's not exactly ignorant enough of social propriety to try and read it first without the go-ahead.]

Working on anything important?

Fiscal summaries for my interim employer here. Not much for number crunching, that man.

[ With eyes that stuck out against her dark hair, Miranda distantly registered why she had almost called her Oriana when they met. Of course, Asami was a sharp beauty in here own right. ]

Would you like to wait for coffee first, or get down to business?

We can do both? This is what I have so far.

[She lays her portfolio down on the table, flips it open to the necessary page. There are numerous others, of course. Careful diagrams, engineering schematics, everything etched out with precision and in an elegant hand. The little document is typed out, since trolo lack of written translations, she had to dictate it to her console and find a printing press to get even this far.

The document is about two pages, succinct and a little lacking in personality, but it makes up for that in the sheer technical aspect of the comparisons. It outlines the power sources (solar bio-mechanical batteries) of the local vehicles, the variances in the transmissions, the fact that some are still a crank-start and others have an ignition, citing the evolutionary tract of the vehicles. Different makes, models, brands-- everything is summed up all neat and tidy for public consumption.]

You were right to be concerned that you were too technical in the draft.

[ Miranda put it so bluntly as only she could. While really as much an editor as she was an enthusiast for this sort of thing, she knew tech and how to explain to those that didn't. Asami struck her then as someone that had more experience bouncing off those that knew their stuff, and liable to her lost in their own jargon. She could sympathize with her there.

Document in hand, Miranda stoke a red pen across it every now and again between pulls of her luke warm coffee. ]

But you've found a happy medium, and I think it would reach most reference levels in your readership. You know what you're talking about no question there. My only suggestion is that you branch out a little, and maybe try to trim it down to a single topic in each article. Give yourself more room to go into greater detail.

This would work as an introductory piece, though.

[She isn't quite sure how to take the criticism. Honestly, it's sort of a novel concept. Her father indulged her in everything and until the end never said a bad word about her or any of her choices. His advisors didn't even try. No one wanted to upset their boss' daughter. So Asami sort of bites her lip a little, uncertain of how to proceed.]

Are you sure? I could change it-- it wouldn't be too hard, I've got quite a few notes.

I know that look.

[ Miranda actually smiled; albeit in her usual, reserved sort of way. She flipped through the small stack Asami handed her once more then slide it back down to Asami's side of the table. ]

The last thing they teach us better bred sort is how to take criticism. It's alright.

[Oops caught. Asami actually blushes, and reaches a hand up gingerly to touch her hair, pat it back into place.]

No one ever really dared back home.

[It's a tentative explanation for her poor show of manners, and she smiles a bit as she says it. It's a touch self-deprecatory.]

But no, I-- asked for your opinion, and I'm thankful for what you've told me. I'm sorry if I've been rude at all.

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