She gives a grin as he askes for coffee. Of course, she will swiftly begin to make her homelands coffee. As it brews she comes into the office with a pen and paper preparing to dicate a letter. She hopes he likes real coffee.

"yes sir"

She speaks letting him know she is here. Hebony looks for a place to sit down ready for any momeny to begin to write down his notes and, a list of things he wants her to do.

 You see a seat, quickly sitting as he clears his throat.

"Yes, This is a letter to the other staff department heads," as he collects his thoughts.

"Good Morning all,

I have recently returned from my trek throughout the western Egyptian lands and can inform you that the mission was a success. A Festival of Mummies was discovered recently by an Egyptian team at Bahariya Oasis, located about 380 km west of the pyramids.  Four tombs were excavated, and found inside them were 105 mummies, many of them beautifully gilded.  These mummies, many sumptuously decorated with religious scenes, represent the very best of Roman-Period mummies ever found in Egypt.  These ancient remains are around 2000 years old, but they have withstood the test of time remarkably well. We were able to ascertain the location of a fifth burial site and found 12 intact sarcophagi. I am having them sent here to the museum for cataloging and Inspection. I anticipate an exhibit in two months time. Thank you for supporting me in this endeavor.

Dr. Said" as he smiles knowing full well many thought his trip a waste of the museum's precious monies.

"As far as your job, I will need you to do a few things. Firstly, I need you to head up the cataloging of the cargo once it arrives here. It should arrive in two days time. I expect a well laid out system with no possibility of contamination." He reaches over to his desk and grabs a paper with something highlighted on its pages.

"I want you to schedule a meeting with the owners of this business. It has recently opened here in Sanfield and wish to know if they would like to sponsor an exhibit. I think it would behoove them to find likely candidates as well as an interest I myself have in their reasoning for such an odd cemetorial service."

He hands you the paper, there highlighted upon one of the last pages is an advertisement for Immaculate Transfiguration, Eternal Memorialization through modern Mummification.

She writes the letter as asked. She sort of knows the area he was referring to so this interested her a little. Having finished with his name she looks up to him, and writes down notes of her tasks. Catalog items in two days, set meetings with who chumps so he can ask for more money from them. That sound easy enough. She takes the paper nodding as she reads it.

"yes Dr. Saif"

She stands up , walks over to the coffee maker, pours him a cup, unfortunately there were no small cups. She fills it half full in case he can't hold his coffee, then she hands it to him. Hebony remains silent as she continues making notes.

 "Well do you believe that you can handle these things?" in a gruff manner implying that he doubted that she could.

"I would hate to waste my time and energy if you could not," he knew she would, she was a woman after all and inherently flawed in such things. He was of the opinion that she should be at home dressed in a Burqa pleasing her husband as was taught by the holy word of God. Her blatant wearing of promiscuous clothes and flaunting of their faith certainly was because of her immersion in the heretics midst.

He smelled at the coffee she had made and thought again about her. "Well your coffee is passable I suppose, perhaps you have not forgotten everything your family tried to teach you." It was meant as a compliment, but obviously he was very unused to giving them out toward woman and it lacked the conviction it should have had.

Oh yes, he would find many surprises in their working future. She realized quickly that her being here would make things difficult because she isn't at a mans home making him happy. Then again she has never been normal.

"I do try. Granted the coffee makers here make it difficult to make a descent coffee. And, Yes I can handle this. Catalog items coming in , and set up a meeting for sponsorship with these gentle people."

Why bother acting like something other then herself. She wants him to know just who he is dealing with.

 "Well I glad to hear you think things will be good here, time will certainly tell," in a manner suggesting he might not think it likely.

"I'll be busy the rest of the day, perhaps you can try and decipher what the last shrew did and sort out the state of my office's affairs. You can go," with a dismissive wave of the hand, obviously not thinking her an equal nor a person.

She bites her tongue. she so wanted to call him something. No, she can't. Nasr already said she's needed right here. Though, its clear it will be an uphill battle. Walking out of the office she looks around, and rolls up her figurative sleeves.  She begins to work out the office trying to get a feel of where everything is. If possible she also tries to sort out a mess.