Annette stepped down the street with a smooth step, avoiding any unpleasant collisions, hitting walk signs in manners that should have been incredibly lucky so as to not hinder her walking along as she headed for the nearest store. This was the fastest way to get clothes for the ball she had to go to later, and so it was the route that she took. At the same time she imagined the things she could do to her roommate, which would never see the light of day, if she could help it. 

She had all the cash she needed for it, and she was looking forward to spending the time shopping. Of course, by the same account she carried herself as someone in the public eye, not acting in a way that would reflect negatively upon her and her position. In a city like this, one never knew when a camera or news agency might be watching, and she would prefer to not feed the rumor mills. 

As a result, she was somewhat (thanks to her ability) surprised to find two familiar faces approaching from the opposite direction as her, engaged in their own conversation. She was quickly able to identify who they were, though she noted the hoodie being worn as opposed to the traditional uniform. But that didn't seem like a good thing to ask about right now. Who was she to judge Kuroko's tastes in clothing? 

So she stopped for a moment in the process of her walk, waving to the two of them. "Hello Misaka, Kuroko," she said warmly. "Lovely day, isn't it?" Not the best opener, but it would serve.