<div class="floatleft">(http://media.weirdworm.com/img/life/6-types-of-halloween-costumes-analyzed/sexy.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Maria von Trapp</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Château's main entrance</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Nikita/Tisha</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Welcoming Tisha</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/>Maria always felt ill at ease in society as soon as she was not talking about technical matters. It was as if her brains was totally devoted to solving neuro-engineering problems and everything else was kind of deficient. She waved back at Tisha as she climbed up the few stairs leading to the entrance of the castle, smiling to her somewhat awkwardly. She urged to bring the new recruit to the lab and get back to work but what little social skill she had told her that it would hardly do.<br/><br/>She initiated a step forward, realised that it would make her meet Tisha in the middle of the staircase, walked back, discretely wiped her palm on the back of her white lab coat and reached forward with it, smiling.<br/><br/><strong>"Welcome to the Château, miss Magnessen. I assure you the pleasure is for me. I trust you must be tired after this long journey. Let's have a refreshment first. Bill will carry your luggages to your appartments."</strong><br/><br/>There was a awkward silence as she was about to tell her more about what she planned to do but she halted, not sure it would be good to say it. She chuckled and turned away to hide her embarrassment.<br/><br/><strong>"Follow me!"</strong>she simply said, inwardly cursing the slowness and corkscrewed ways of courtesy.