The door tries to resist Mirabelle's attempts to open it but once she really put her back into it there was a loud grinding as the wheel was forced to one side and the sudden snap of something metal. The door swung open with some tugging as one of the large locking bolts fell out of it's slot and hit the ground with a loud clang. The room beyond if fairly large, signs of removed walls from the licks of new paint and smoothed down bolts to make a big reception area.<br/><br/>As light flooded into the reception there's a few mild popping sounds that makes Kay squirm Robin's arms and colourful paper streamers fill the air. The lights in their cages on the walsl are flickering on and off but the group can see a large red banner tied across the ceiling bearing the legend.<br/><br/>"Welcome new resid-"<br/><br/>The end cut off by licks of blue flame which snap the fixings and have it flutter down and past the table where a few pastries, cakes and a teapot has been laid out. Only a little tea has been spilled which is none the less a crime done only by the worst of criminals. A pair of snapped red framed glasses are on the ground and brown and white feathers embedded deep in one of the metal walls, a few licking with that odd blue fire.<br/><br/>At least the little cakes looked pretty nice. Lemon icing!