There'd been so many people stepping in and out that the Inugami's initial concern was soon drowned out by more chitchat, on top of a small twitch that had her standing on edge as she backed up a bit and took a seat -- legs crossed over each other as she watched the people buzz to and fro. So much going on...part of it actually made Exoris want to curl up and go hide back in the back room of the kitchen where she'd spent a horrific amount of time sulking in before Capello and Marie had coaxed her out. ...Oh. Then her attention was actually called for? A look akin to that of a confuzzled pup appeared on her face at the word placed before her name. Frau?... [i]"...Mate, what?...Oh. Ah. Cleaning supplies? I could just lick it up and be some with i- oh. Right right. Marie said no more of that for some reason...Alright, alright. Follow me. Viktor? Yep, I think I got that right. Lessgo.~"[/i] And with that, she'd pop herself up in a jiffy, dusting off her skirt and the shoes underneath before taking hold of Viktor's hand and marching off with him in tow. ...now. Let's see...where were all those painful-smelling things Marie used? Oh, uh...kitchen...there was some kind of pantry for that, wasn't there?...Subtle tugs of the male who would hopefully be willing to let her drag him around would come with her sniffing through one of the doors before she opened it up and pointed in. [i]"AHA! MY ONE TRUE ENEMY! LYSOL! Here's the cleaning supplies. Uh...Marie usually uses the mop thingy and one of the sprays for most of the mess ups I make so...here we goooo..."[/i] Picking up one of the mops and a bottle of the cleaning liquid, the poor girl looked hella awkward as she made a scowl and began dragging it out (nearly hitting herself in the face as she hoisted it up an upon her shoulder), and pointed back out to the main lobby. [i]"I have no idea how to use this but I'll learn right now! Let's go! I'll clean it up so you don't have to."[/i] That was totally reassuring. Yes? Yep. Completely. Alright. Time to learn how to work a mop.