Mrs. Beltrami

You hear a soft knock on your door.
"Come in!" You call as you look up from your desk.
"Hi James" replies Mrs. Beltrami as she slowly steps into your office and shuts the door behind her, you're more than a little surprised to see her, you saw her briefly in her husbands restaurant after she'd given you that 'helping hand' in return for an extension. You'd thought it all settled since they paid up last week earlier than required but seemingly it wasn't.
"What can I do for you Mrs. Beltrami?" You look at her suspiciously as she faintly walks in. She's a few years older than yourself, 10 at the most, 5 at the least. A classy black dress hugs her figure as her hips sway due to her black heels as she walks in.
"Well about that..." She begins as she meets your gaze.