<div style="text-align: justify;">Rowena smiled as well when Salazar asked her that question, or, rather, offered that suggestion. She was still standing by the door, making her friend wait. She enjoyed this kind of playful banter with Salazar, and felt comfortable enough to do it. She never did it to Godric, as he was too impatient, and Helga was just too sweet for Rowena to do anything she could construct as mean. So, Salazar was the only one on the receiving end of her less than nice jokes. Not that she didn't get her fair share in return, of course.<br/><br/>Keeping Salazar waiting was not Rowena's only reason not to open the door right away, though. Knowing Salazar as she knew him, she made sure to close and hide her journal away. The last thing she needed was to be questioned about whatever was in there. And she knew we was probably not above taking a quick peek at things that didn't belong to him.<br/><br/>Once her journal was hidden away, Rowena checked everything out and used her wand to tidy everything up - scattered books, pieces of parchment, everything flew into neatly stacked piles.<br/><br/>Satisfied with her work, Rowena finally opened the door and took a step back to let Salazar in. While she took her step, she looked behind him to see if one of the others was with him.<br/><br/>Seeing that Salazar was alone caused Rowena to feel a little chill down her spine. She didn't know why, and preferred to ignore this reaction. She also ignored the fact that her heart started to race, like a rabbit's would if it was caught in a trap.<br/><br/>"Come on in", she invited, waiting for him to step in to close the door. "May I know what brings you here?", Rowena asked, knowing for sure that, if Salazar had come to talk to her, it was because he wanted something she had.</div>