"Not quiet anymore," She said as she watched her father give pathetic goodbyes to a few guests before he rushed down the hallway, no doubt towards their shared hideout. "Running off and leaving me here alone. Typical." She rolled her eyes again and strayed away from them, gently pressing a button on the wall. "Alfred, make sure none of the guests do anything stupid. It's already been an overwhelming experience." Her tone was dull, bored of this already. Not like she hadn't been since she woke up. Why was nothing ever just a "whelming" experience? "Yeah... upstairs..." She sat her glass down and scanned the room. The others had all already left. "Maybe find out why it's suddenly less crowded in the process..."