Celestia rolled her eyes. Luna always had a flair for the dramatic, and impromptu visits only caused her to grind further. She found Luna sitting at one of her two desks, the furniture sharing the wall she faced, while at opposite ends. Celestia had only one desk, and used it for everything. Luna had two, using one for work under the crown, and the one she currently sat at for personal matters. Both placed Luna’s back to anypony entering to give off a false sense of vulnerability.