Robin had been watching the girl in the red cloak come in. She seemed familiar but Robin couldn't quite place her...maybe she worked near the book store. She was about to get up and ask her when Don called out her order. "Robin!". She shrugs half way across the floor changing direction to pick up her coffee. Taking the cold drink in her hands Robin thanks him trying to decide weather or not to say hello or not.<br/><br/>Finally she makes up her mind to at least say hello. Scooping up her remaining pastie Robin strides to the girl's table. "Hello my name's Robin. I noticed your new to the boiler room and  I just wanted to say that you should check out the subbasement lounge. It's a real treat."<br/>Having been over come by shyness Robin nods and quickly makes a retreat down the spiral stairs. She felt awkward she'd meant to ask where she knew the girl from but lost her nerve. Taking a deep breath at the bottom of the stair case Robin shrugs there was no changing it now. She'd said hello and that was pretty good, now she could enjoy this month's art display.<br/>As one might expect their were plenty of winter scenes and a few sculptures of animals so perfectly captured one might just walk from the room. Beautiful snow covered forests and even the wonderful animals are lovely but Robin is drawn to one scene more than the rest. It shows in soft detail an old fashioned city street with stones and a wall running along the side. Gas street lamps light the scene in pale yellow against the billowing snow storm already beginning to hide away the road. To the left is a statue of a figure holding out their hands as if blowing the snow gathered there into the night.<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://wielkiboo.deviantart.com/art/Winter-150976961">(Look Here)</a><br/>She settles under the snowy portrait with a shiver and sips her coffee. As usual the shake was perfect and sweet. Robin settles in to day dream on the portrait and what might be happening beyond the edges of the canvas.