Tall, dark and unhurried, Michelle is 173 cm with a curvy build she has never once tried to disguise. Her hair is long, dark brown and straight, her eyes are brown, and she has a way of standing still while she works out a room that people read as poise. Late twenties. In Chelsea she goes for simple dresses in dark colours and a coat that costs more than everything under it, which is a trick she learned early and has never abandoned.

She speaks English and she is properly good company: not a performer, not a wallflower, just somebody who is easy to spend four hours with. She has a low tolerance for nonsense and a high one for detail, so what you told her last time is still there. She swims, watches far too much tennis, and cooks one dish extremely well and everything else adequately.

An SW3 evening with her usually means Manicomio on Duke of York Square, the courtyard tables in summer and the room upstairs in winter, where the food is Italian and unfussy and the square outside empties out by nine. She likes to sit outside for the first drink whatever the month. Chelsea is her home district, so the walk down to the river afterwards is one she will suggest before you do.

Four hours is her preferred shape and the one she is best at, dinner included. SW3 and the rest of the women covering it are on the Chelsea page. Once you have a night, a hotel name to booking is enough, and confirmation follows quickly or an alternative does.

Nothing has been written up under Michelle yet, which is usually what discretion looks like. A note goes on the board only when a client sends one in writing, she agrees to it, and the office has checked that it reads as a first name, a month and nothing private.