Morticia decided to toss the small bag on the man's desk and started to get busy with her diary knitting as she sat there.

[HIDER=Today] I met someone who claims to be someone who knows about 'MasterMind' project. The man has yet to tell me his name which is quite rude. Anyways, he says that he is immune to everything. We shall see now won't we, for I just made a small sticky bag and tossed on his desk. It should stick where it lands and perhaps on him if he does not happen to be dusty. His desk is a bit dusty but I still think that perhaps it will stick. 
I think that I shall be quiet as a good young lady should until I am asked a question. I have been well fed before arriving here so I should be fine for a while. I wonder if the poor slob can read this page of my diary or not. I honestly do not really care- just a curiosity is all. More later.
[/HIDER]

When Morticia was finished knitting this square, she dipped it in a bag for a few seconds then attached the page to the rest of the diary and replaced the sticky strip. She then began to reread her diary entries so far.

Noirin had straightened up the attic space by now and was happy with her accomplishment of not alerting anyone of her presence. Now all she had to do was to find food. She needed to know the layout of the place and the rough time schedule or routines of the people here.