"Oh don't be silly Vladdy~ They still have to ask about admission price and all that if they want to visit our fine circus during the performances don't you know." She waved her hand in dismissiveness before sauntering behind the desk. She places one gloved hand on Vladimirs shoulder. 
"Please, take a seat," She chirped, smiling. She looked up slowly, peeking at the door to make sure it was closed, then brought on the second act of her own performance. Her chipper smile turned into a concerned frown. "I'm sure you have many questions. It's hard to keep so upbeat for my performers... in such a dire time too." She made a show of sighing and rubbing Vladimirs back. "I can't press any more how... stressful it's been, and harmful to the name of the circus with these deaths." She made eye contact with both of them. "You understand?"

[i]"Rosalind, You are so full of shit. I love it."[/i]