<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/WPmrwfk.png)</div>Eliza really had no idea what had prompted her to take her sister's phone, let along take up Ellie's persona as she wandered into the office building. Maybe it was boredom, or maybe it was the nagging curiosity as to why Michael Kaplan was referring to himself as 'daddy'.<em>A weird fetish?</em>The thought crossed Eliza's mind, but with a soft laugh she shook her head. "There is no possible way Michael would be into that...not with mom looking the way she does."<br/><br/>The slender framed girl leaned against the wall of the elevator as she watched the numbers of the floors tick by. Her foot tapped impatiently on the floor and just as she felt herself thinking how stupid this was, the door opened with a ding and it was now or never. Eliza sauntered into the office space, smiling sweetly to the employees that she passed before coming to the reception desk.<br/><br/>"Hi," she did her best to adopt Ellie's mannerisms, but the troublesome twin had never been able to get it just right, "could you let Michael know that I'm here?" A heart beat of a pause before Eliza remembered: not everyone could tell the difference. "Sorry. I'm Ellie...I came to bring him some food."<br/><br/>Apparently her acting skills were enough to fool the receptionist as the pretty brunette girl, all done up in business attire, delicately pressed buttons to let her boss know. "Mr. Kaplan, Ellie is here to see you."<br/><br/>"Thank you." A meek reply from Eliza before she began making her way towards her step-father's office, a bag of food in hand. Fondly, Eliza remembered her first time visiting the office building. She had gotten lost so many times, and had barely been able to find her way to her mother's office, let along Michael's. It had taken her over a month to figure it out, but now it had been years since Maggie and Michael had made the company a success, and Eliza knew the halls like the back of her hand.<br/><br/>Her hand raised up in front of the solid door and for a split second she hesitated. Ellie surely wouldn't be happy with Eliza...but did that ever stop her? Eliza had always been the instigator out of the two twins. She was the one to hatch the schemes, convince Ellie to do something they weren't supposed to, but she was also the one to always talk her way out of trouble. So in a word, no, the risk of being caught never did stop her. If anything, it only gave her more reason to do whatever it was she did.<br/><br/><em>Knock. Knock. Knock.</em><br/><br/>Eliza gave pause, a deep breath, and a silent prayer that she wouldn't get caught playing imposter to her sister. A moment passed and then her slender hand pushed the door open. "Hello...?" A timid voice, as best as she could, sounded into the space around her and into the office.<br/>