Seeing Derek, she felt even more nervous, and her mind quickly rushed through whether she'd been told not to come in here or not.
"I was... I just thought I'd take a look around, and I...." She trailed off, looking around the room. Clearing her throat, she quickly held out the piece of paper for him, looking down. "I, um.... I think this is yours." She muttered, before looking away again. She was sure she was turning red with embarrassment - and maybe a little anxiousness. Eventually she turned to look at Derek again, but not directly in the eye - she couldn't manage it. "So what... are all these things?"