The guards in civilian clothes by the entranceway merely nod in passing her inside. She has been here before and the guards are well aware of her official legal status as a Nagato Corporation security officer. She finds her parents waiting beneath the glittering chandelier of the small lobby: her father in a smartly tailored dark gray suit, her mother in a particularly elegant Vashon Island skirt-suit of gray tweed. They are guarded by a trio of Security Service officers in dark suits.