Fleur grinned as Gabrielle turned and smiled up at her. She wasn't going to give up why exactly she was here just yet. "I am sure zhat you were not just going to stare. Eet is so unlike you to look and not touch." she joked, but knew it was completely true.
Looking back up to the girl that had caught Gabrielle's attention, she vaguely recognized her, she had been much younger when Fleur had been in school. "'elene Bussair? I approve, soeur."
"I cannot just visit my petite soeur?" She asked, faking innocent. She still wasn't going to give away why she was here just yet. She would leave Gabrielle guessing. Moving to the table, she leaned against it, her hands gripping the edges.