Isabelle knew, even before falling asleep, that she'd have a better night's sleep in this bed than she'd ever had in her whole life. And she had been right. The way the silk sheets fell across her form like water, the way the mattress molded to match her body perfectly, the way the pillow was firm enough to hold her head yet gentle enough to allow her to sink into it... It was official. It was all just perfect.

Until that absolute monster of a bell started ringing.

Isabelle flipped to her side, her mind still not 100% awake, in an attempt to fall back asleep, but the accursed bell kept ringing. Finally, she sat up with a resounding "uuuUUUAAAAAAAGH!" and chucked a pillow two-handed toward the sound of the bell. She nailed it, but the bell didn't stop for a few seconds longer. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes with a yawn, she grumpily slid out of bed and stalked over to the mirror (it was a small one, but it was sufficient). Her hair was a tousled mess. She sighed; she loved having such long hair, but it usually made mornings a hassle. In answer, she reached into her left boot (she only just realized she had been so amazed by the hideout and bedroom that she had forgotten to take her clothes off) and pulled out a small comb. Running through her hair a few times, she finally managed to tame her wild locks. Putting them back up into two long pigtails, she straightened out her clothing as best she could (which basically involved attempting to smooth some of the wrinkled parts with her hands). Satisfied that she at least did not [i]look[/i] like a street urchin, she opened the bedroom door and proceeded to head downstairs.

WHUMP! Thud.

Upon leaving her room, Isabelle ran face-first into what appeared to be a small mountain that had somehow grown overnight, the force of the sudden impact knocking her down on her rear. Glancing up, she realized it was not, in fact, an in-grown mountain, but a man.

"Oh, Vestiago. Sorry, I didn't see you there. I'm not sure how, though," she added with a grin. She must really be groggy to have missed the giant standing in front of her.