Zara was sitting in a bar in Muggle London, staring into her alcohol, when her phone rang. Sighing heavily, she looked at the number and then smiled slightly. It was Samantha Burns, her little protegee, who was learning how to be a real killer, and had probably gotten herself into a situation she couldn't handle. "Hello?" She asked softly, and listened as Samantha explained her position. She listened in silence for a few moments, before she sighed. "And what do you want to do with her? If you want to go at her, I say go at her, I'm not fond of females myself..." She said lightly, as she twirled a toothpick around in her glass for a few moments. "Unless you want to recruit her.. if that is the case, I don't see why you are bothering me." She said lightly.
"You see I only recruited you, because you would have gotten ME in trouble love.. and I don't appreciate getting in trouble.. so if you want to have your own little protegee I suggest you go at her, and pin her to a wall and enchant her... put on your most menacing face... make sure she knows you are NOT one to be messed with, and go at her.. if you like females, do what you please.. if not.. then do what you please.. you see, I showed you the ropes, a few more times then I would have cared to have done, but it is now up to you... have fun." She said and then clicked her cell phone shut, staring at it for a long moment, and then shook her head and sighed, before she ordered another drink to help cloud her thoughts and let her forget her life for a while longer.