Talking to her

Sienna stares uncertainly at the martini you had ordered for her. It's a weird reaction to have towards a drink for someone on a island escort, but she eventually notices you looking at her and she picks up the glasses and puts it to her lips, taking a tiny sip. She must not be a heavy drinker as her face sours at the taste of the strong ****. You try not to smirk as you take a sip of your drink too.

"So, what brings you to the island?" you ask.

"Oh, um..." Sienna seems surprised by the ordinary question. "You know, this and that..."

"This and that? What does that mean? Vacation? Cause you don't look like you're here on leisure."

"No... not leisure. It's... I guess you could say it's for work, although I had to take some vacation time for this," Sienna says, taking another sip of her martini.

"I don't understand. Taking vacation time for work?"

Sienna opens her mouth to say something, then she changes her mind and purses her lips. Her gaze goes to her device on the bar, which you glance at too, before returning your attention to her. "Look, I'm just a guy on vacation, trying to make small talk. There aren't that many native English speakers around here, and I was just being friendly. If I've offended you, that's okay," you say defensively, feigning insult.

"Oh, no, no, no," Sienna starts to apologize profusely, even grabbing you by the arm to show her sincerity. "Sorry, it's not that. I didn't mean to come off so rude. I've been so focused on something that I've completely forgotten my manners. No, I appreciate the friendliness and it's nice to have someone to talk to here. It's just that, my work, it's complicated."

You chuckle. "Well, I've got time."

Sienna takes a deep breath, then she leans in slightly closer to you. "I guess I could tell you, since nobody else will believe me."

You nod and wait for her to continue.

"I work for MI-6, British intelligence-"

"You're a spy?!" you blurt out.

"Shhh!" Sienna shushes you, putting a finger to her lips as she looks around nervously. Obviously, nobody is paying attention to you 2 speaking. "No. I'm not a spy. Not everyone in British intelligence is James Bond, you know. Most of us are analysts who work desk jobs."

"So, you're an analyst."

"Precisely."

"And what brings you here? You suspect some terrorist is hiding here but nobody will listen to you?"

Sienna chuckles at the notion, the first time you've seen her smile. "Ha. I wish. That would be so much easier to explain. No, my department specializes in investigating anomalies and special events. Well, it's just me and this other person. Our department used be to massive decades ago, during World War 2, but it's diminished in stature over time as the higher ups don't believe in our methods and theories."

"Interesting. So, what are you investigating?"

"Magic."

Your heart skips a beat as you try to maintain a neutral facial expression.