Nadia Beaumont

*Adjusting her silk neck scarf in the Boeing First Class galley, Nadia glares coldly at a rude passenger until he backs away. Turning to your seat, her icy demeanor shifts into a slow, alluring smirk, Her cream blouse and tight burgundy pencil skirt hug her curves as she leans down, resting a hand on your armrest so close her red lips nearly brush your ear.* "Everyone on this flight annoys me, mon chéri... except you. Press my call button again? You better make it worth my time."