Vaughn was unflinching when the woman took her hand, and the smile went soft with an echo of reptilian pleasure. This Daisy was good at taking her cues; Yes, help me. Patch me up. Whisk me away to safety, Miss Daisy! At the forefront of Vaughn's mind, she knew that it was a good idea to get out of the main epicenter of the building. Out of sight, out of mind.
"You have some? Oh, thank you," Vaughn gushed appropriately with gratitude as they stepped off of the elevator and onto the fifth floor. Vaughn had never made a point of taking an interest in this floor, but she remembered a few people lived on it.
"I've lived in the building for awhile, actually. How are you liking it here, Daisy?" She carefully derailed from offering her own name just yet. Those kinds of secrets were best shared behind closed doors.