"Nyet... this is head girl's room... but feel free to pop by if you wish... I rarely turn people away from my door." She winks at him and looks over her shelves. "First time, da? Hmmm... Nyet... nyet... nyet... aha, da..." She pours him a long island iced tea, mixing the dangerous drink quickly. "Here... you hardly taste the alcohol." She hands him the drink and smiles, sipping her own. "Your brother can get so tiresome with his moods, no?" She laughs softly, offering another sweet smile.