After disappearing from Vincent's sight, Madison stood int he prefects bathroom, her cold and wet robes now hung to dry, leaving her in that beautiful dress of hers, intricate, like something out of a fairy tale. Starting to unlace the front of the gown, she turns when she hears her name, smiling and nodding.<br/><br/>"Yes, I am Madison. It's very nice to meet you, Marcia." She slips her hand into the other girls, shaking it lightly before going back to unlacing her bodice.<br/><br/>"Here for a hot bath in this strange cold weather?"