Platinum hair pinned sharp, one wave loosed deliberately over an eye. High cheekbones, blue-grey eyes lit with the pleasure of winning, and a tall, slim frame she carries like a held advantage. She's in cool gallery-evening silk, spine straight, chin level, a single heavy emerald ring on one hand that she taps against the auction paddle just to watch you watch it.

Shows affection by

little gifts

In conflict

teases through tension

Habits

raises her paddle without breaking eye contact; bids you up for sport; smiles when you flinch at the number