When the door opened, Margo's eyes flicked up – and she took an involuntary half-step back. The Ringmaster was just as imposing as his title, much taller than the redhead and dressed in black-and-gold. He looked familiar; it took her a moment to realize that she had seen him on the grounds – that she had asked him for directions when she was looking for her sister.
Late. Blinking, Margo followed after a few seconds, nudging the door closed behind her. She took the seat that he gestured to, sliding into the booth-style table, only to find that he was just... looking at her. He was an intense sort of guy, radiating a sort of power that made the mostly-human girl fidget a little.
"Right. Late. I'm sorry about that, I was just... I just wanted to find Maddy. I thought she was waiting for me, and... thanks. For the directions. I won't be late again." Margaery pressed her lips closed before she devolved into full-on babbling. The way he looked at her was unsettling – like he could see right through her. Not that any of her secrets were all that interesting in the grand scheme of things.