She clears her throat, brushes down the front of her skirts.<br/><br/><strong>"I believe the intention of our meeting today was to orient you to this lovely establishment and get you settled in to the neighborhood in your new and more formal capacity.  If you're still amenable, that is.  My sister has rather turned matters on one ear."</strong><br/><br/>Ingress makes a face.<br/><br/><strong>"Now we shall also have to discuss how to handle this new development, which vexes me rather fiercely!  I should have much preferred to have been consulted before being put on the spot, and it's hardly fair to you! But..."</strong><br/><br/>She takes a seat on the edge of the desk, plants her hands, regards you carefully.<br/><br/><strong>"I suspect that this is Door's way of taking me out of the eligible maiden pool in a way that will dissuade some of our rivals from pursuing romantic-flavored gambits.  You understand, I hope?"</strong>