Sleeping on a plane isn't that fun, but it's not that bad, so MacBride did just that because he knew that once they reached the US, he'd be on a copter to NYC as fast as possible. The briefing for New York was delightfully inadequate - simply instructions to check in, go buy a decent suit, and be ready for a dinner meeting with the DeWinter clan. Joy. No matter how sharp Maxwell was, or how much a looker, there was something just slightly off-kilter about being seconded to a civillian agency: The Army ran the way it did for a reason, and taking orders from civillians didn't always fit with that very well.

Oh, well.

Checking in as "Mr. Light" was fairly easy, and the room on the 4th floor was comfortable enough. Checking his watch, he had about 4 hours to get his suit, so it was down and out afterwards for shopping...and pausing after getting off the elevator as he saw a slender, silver haired woman with a smooth, mother-of-pearl complexion, a delicately featured, sharply pretty face and large, slightly slanted, almond-shaped eyes the same silvery-grey as January ice slipping out the front entrance. Smirking a bit, he decided to see just where Maxwell was off to, shadowing her around as she went on her shopping trip, certainly interested in just how that dress would look on her at dinner.

Keeping just far enough away to be 'lost' in the press of people, he finally stopped at a decent tailor's and got a simple dark charcoal suit, white shirt, and a simple dark tie before catching her again as she got some jewlery. Sending the suit back to his room to wait for a shower and touch-up shave, he managed to catch the name she'd registered under (Ms. Emily Frost) at the hotel when she had her clothes sent out, and it was back to the hotel to find out just where her room was before getting cleaned up and ready.

She did look stunning in the lobby as he came off the elevator, and he walked up behind her just quietly enough that she'd know he was there, but not so much that he'd be threatening as he murmured over her shoulder.

"Very nice...but is the dress supposed to apologize for taking too long on the mark?"