"No, no, the staff room is fine." Victoria flashed another smile at Greta. It had been a secret ambition of Victoria's as a student to find out what the staff room was like; here she was, about to achieve that goal legitimately. "I can take my things down later."
She did strip off her gloves then, sticking them in one of the outer pockets of her duffel, which she threw over one shoulder before confidently heading off toward the staff room. Clearly she expected Greta to come with, although it took a moment for Victoria to remember to moderate the length of her stride to accommodate Greta's height.