[@Guess Who] 

Arriving at the door to room A, the short girl smoothed out the ruffles on her skirt before knocking. It was...perhaps not a habit, but an expectation she was accustomed to whenever her presence was anticipated. Tapping the parasol on the ground a couple of times, she debated taking out another sweet before deciding that it could wait until after. This likely wouldn't be a long meeting, anyway. After a moment longer of waiting, she opened the door and stepped in with her head held high as she took in the room before her. 

[i]Let's get through this quickly, then.[/i]