~If We Ever Meet Again (Timbaland ft. Katy Perry)~ http:/www(dot)youtube(dot)com/watch?v=FqxhZy_ALQ4

Minerva eyed the slight boy and his bodyguard from across the street, aware that he was doing the same to her. He didn't look too much of a threat – after all, he only merely emitted coldness, lack of social skills, and snotty rich kid. She supposed that she was a snotty rich kid, too, but that wasn't of relevance at the morning.

No, what was relevant was that they both happened to be here at a site that may or may not procure a demon in the next few minutes. He probably knew this. She definitely did.

I'll beat you this time, though, Artemis Fowl.

She grinned from behind her dainty wine glass, careful not to give too much away. Minerva full well knew that they were bound to cross paths again. She'd be waiting for when that happened.