Melinda followed his arm to where he was pointing, spotting the indicated door. It was then that she took a moment to really look at the room that she had been brought to. It was a bedroom, she realized, if the bed she currently sat on hadn't made that apparent before. Beyond that, it was also the most elaborate bedroom she'd ever been in. The bed was a four-posted masterpiece carved from dark wood and the mattress was thick, fluffy, and surprisingly airy. Tall windows were framed by rich draperies and offered spectacular views of a verdant and well manicured lawn. Tasteful damask wallpaper covered the walls (or what wasn't hidden by lovely, picturesque still lifes and a thick rug cushioned the floor. There was a plush looking settee and a set of some chairs and a low table in one corner. It was so luxurious, far beyond any hotel she'd ever stayed in.<br/><br/>She worked to keep her reaction tempered, to keep hidden the flash of the wonder (and a little thrum of panic, surprisingly) that she felt. She was eager to clean up and divest herself of all the grime and stress of the morning. It<i>definitely</i>had not gone her way. "Thank you," she murmured, standing up and walking towards the aforementioned bathroom. She was nearly there when Alistair spoke again and she stopped, turning halfway to peer after him. She realized that his attention was on Amelia and he looked oddly smug. Her gaze flickered to her sister who was glowering formidably, probably the most irritated and annoyed she had ever seen her sister look. There was definitely something between the two... and she was going to have to find out.<br/><br/>"I expect answers, Amelia. Just... after I've cleaned up."<br/><br/>With Alistair gone, her sister turned back to her, looking sheepish. "Yes, I promise, Mindy. I'll tell you everything."<br/><br/>"Everything?" She quirked her brow. Amelia smiled and nodded her agreement. "Alright. Well.... I guess I'll see you soon, then."<br/><br/>"Dinner will be in a few hours! I'll come to get you when it's time." Her sister smiled, floated towards her and gave her an affection peck on the cheek, and darted away, finally giving Melinda her space and privacy.<br/><br/>Heaving a heavy sigh, she pushed her way into the bathroom. She paused, taking in the bathroom. It was glittering, opulent... lovely. It was a far cry from her tiny, worn down apartment. "Stop it," she chastised herself. She'd have plenty of time to ogle the luxely appointed bathroom. Right now she just needed to relax. While she'd been intending to just take a shower, she couldn't help but be intrigued by the beautiful, recessed marble tub. It was<i>huge</i>, easily capable of holding several people and it was deep enough to fulfill every girl's dream of a bath that would actually cover her to the neck in hot water and bubbles. She turned the tap and a second later hot water was pouring into the tub and Melinda cracked her first smile of the day.<br/><br/>A few minutes later, she had located some soap to use to clean up and a little bit of scented oil to add to the water. She shucked the wrinkled, mussed clothing she'd worn for her flight and the debacle of this afternoon and slipped into the tub. "Ahhhhh," she sighed as she sank into the water, the heat immediately seeping into her muscles and bones and easing the ache and soreness of the day. She wasn't sure how long she remained in the tub, but it was long enough for the water to turn lukewarm and Mindy finally acknowledged that she'd wasted enough time dawdling. She quickly washed her hair and her body and rinsed, wrapping herself in the fluffy towel that was also so far beyond anything else that she'd ever used in her life.<br/><br/>She dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a light sweater that would be enough to ward off the chilly fall air without being too heavy. Her hair was still damp as she exited the room and slid out into the hallway, unsure of where to go next. She picked a direction and began to amble down the hallway, eyes taking in her incredible surroundings.