Diana sighed as the doors closed on her, as she went over the time in her head. She knew the ceremony started at exactly ten o clock and she had calculated out just enough time to reach the dorm and drop off the heavy sack so that she could make it to the ceremony unburdened. She had not factored in the variable of the dorm doors being locked and guarded. She glanced over at the woman signing autographs and immediately began to analyze her. Strong athletic build, confident and cocky swager, company logos posted over her clothing. Clearly some form of athlete and it seemed somewhat famous. She closed her eyes and sorted through her memory pulling up magazine articles and tv show reports until she settled on what she was after Lark Enciel. Hmm no not quite an athlete it seemed just the image of one. An ace trainer putting on a show of athletics while her pokemon do all the hard work. She observed the older girls body language and movements. Route mechanical, plastic, fake, a show shes used too performing it would seem. The older girl was clearly not enjoying the attention as much as she was pretending to be.<br/><br/>As the attention seekers left the area and Lark's true persona emerged, Diana once again confirmed her hypothesis. As the teenage boy burst out the door and teased Lark, Diana narrowed her eyes slightly. Her brain instantly pulling up the report on this one as she memorized every known psychic who even remotely gained fame, in case she ever ran into them. A lazy psychic and a fake athlete what a pair they made standing before her and acting like she was nothing important but another ditzy fan-girl of theirs. Diana instantly smoothed out her expression before the other two could notice. Not that they were paying much attention she thought. She hefted the sack onto her shoulder a little higher and prepared to make the trek over to the main building turning on her heel without a word and leaving the two upper class-men to their business.